Sighlent
Somewhere a voiceless sea rages sighlently
As she tosses a wave of her hand so free,
Pours you a glass of thunder breaking with the past
Is gone to sleep it off a while
So wile away the waking day in dreams she spells
Your name with stones upon a wall not there
Or here again to hold you oh so closely
Somewhere a voiceless sea rages sighlently
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2013-12-23 at 02:00




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