by Victoria Dorain

Created on: November 27, 2011

Before embarking on a ship of love,

How pure you are, naive and unafraid:

Those stormy waters scanning with desire;

Light, fragile sail tying to your life.

Your destination's nowhere in sight,

Your soul's engulfed in sweet and hazy craze.

Propelled upward with all your youthful might

Your whole clean self goes suddenly ablaze.

No threat can stop you, no iceberg, nor

Despair mountain, nor knowledge or uproar

Of crashing waves - they only add a knot.

Your'll swim away, until your soul soars.

Will you be back? Where will your anchor be -

In which exotic land, which foreign fjord?

Before embarking, promise to be sport,

In your endeavors do remember me.

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