Echoes of the Deep
#16 of Poetry
As seen in my Writer's Blog: http://sirenscoast.wordpress.com/2013/06/11/echoes-of-the-deep/
We met one summer's eve
A time before I learned to grieve
You had taken to the shore
Your ship, the Maiden, had just been moored
I recall that sunset well
The sunlight glittered atop the swell
Your smile, it stole my heart that day
If only you were able to stay
The sea, I know, you loved first
No words I spoke left you coerced
And thus I let you sail away
Watching as you left the bay
He has your eyes, I hope you see
And a smile that takes my breath from me
A gift of love, a work of art
Before your soul bid to depart
Written by © Rebekah "Khalei Vi" Bryson June 11, 2013