11 October 2011




away a sailor's swim lies yours
i swam it many time
like others maritime
kept reefs me from your shores

my arms they hurt, my nose my feet
so soaked from salty sea
make plain for all to see
my beat need for with you to meet

this bottled note must passage found
have through the wayward waves
past pirates in their graves
to on your beach its message sound:

come swim to me

come swim with me

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