Fisherman

To a sailor whose since passed by without stopping.
She's watched the ship so many times,
Until her water heart is full drowned.
This night, he stops, a lamp on the bow.
His bell rings.
He casts his nets,
But, alas, they are frayed from the crags,
And siren slips away.
2 Comments:
But that song. Surely he'll venture closer.
Maybe her voice is a little "off"; she's not getting any younger.
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