Passing ships

O, thank this endless, rotten sea

The devil red moon

That burns into my heart like the midnight sun,

I can’t seem to sleep, my endless love,

I can’t seem to dream.

The sky is the sea, and I find myself dancing in it,

That nagging somnolent desire toying with my will to

Navigate the way back into your heart.

My fevers for you are endless,

I need you as much as I need the sea,

As I need the salty whipped air,

Calculating it’s plan to move the tide,

To destroy me.

Please don’t let this happen,

Oh no, God no,

Did our last fervent, pulling affection

Sink into the briny deep!!

You can’t be just a passing ship

Our candle’s deep flame extinguished,

Like you don’t know me,

Like I’m nothing.