She told me, ‘Go to water’
What I found were icy sheaths
Shifting plates of paradigms
But we were still one, underneath
Pink sky at dawn, we’ve sailed past the calm
There’s been a change of sea
Batten the hatches and lock all the latches
We’re in for Q.R.V.
If we could slip, with just one sip,
Somewhere beyond the sea
I’d second a ship, with you as skip,
Propelled by Q.R.V.
Wanderlust through time and space,
And over deep blue sea
Won’t reach a final resting place,
‘Less you’ve packed Q.R.V.
All hands on deck, Eurus abeam
As cruor flows upstream
Against the tide, it’s a dizzying ride
On the SS Q.R.V.
Oh, you could lure my ship to shore
Soul left beyond the sea
And on a cliff, we’d share a sniff
Or two, of Q.R.V.
Sometimes I wonder, why you went asunder
When two young boys needed thee
Even souls free of strife, can’t make much of a life
With their bodies buried at sea
Then I hear your voice, giving me the choice
What kind of woman will I be?
And I pray to my father, come hell and high water,
It’s your blood that runs through me
Our ships could be passing
Or we could alter the sprits
Timing isn’t everything
It’s what we make of it
The moon told me a yarn last night
She said you were a certain light
A hazy glow, a sailor’s blight
A wave of nautical twilight
It began most civilly
A toast, a drink, a melody
A spark of connectivity
A course of perfect symmetry
But as the evening drew me near
Our journey’s end became unclear
My True North had disappeared
I stepped aside and let you steer
For a time, we sure sailed yare
And boy, you carried my hopes far
But with the evening, came the stars
And we discovered who we are
For when the solar perigee
Is twelve below what it should be
The horizon slips into the sea
I looked to you, you lied to me
My two-month night
My loss of sight
My lowest height
Nautical —
Without a map in stow
I journeyed high and low
I ventured to and fro
I caught you and let go