Strange riptides, eyelets of a faceless sea, <br />spinning in clusters of gangrenous winds <br />signs of intense upheaval caution me <br />for you have now become my greatest sin. <br /> <br />Lady, loquacious in your speech, <br />my heart dispels with full ferocity, <br />murderous anguish undermines my reach <br />untoward drifting stars plague, dismay me <br />like martyrs in an ocean of excess; <br />their cold light reaching but never touching, <br />each one alone denying all the rest, <br />they are inconstant, their numbers crushing, <br />when their light dies their presence meaningless. <br /> <br />I should not leave you with distressing words, <br />you, my heart, my blood roils through my being, <br />in silence I am disarmed, I record <br />each passing thought, my inner eye seeing <br />the supple nature you possess, so strong, <br />sensual, your voice baring purpose in me, <br />pleasures abound on your edaphic shores. <br /> <br />Loquacious, <br />what part you play in my life, <br />whence forth my ship sails in a fortnight, <br />directed by jealous stars and their fading light.<br /><br />Captain Cur<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eyelets-of-a-faceless-sea-love-letters-to-a-lady-of-renown/
