From the shore
a solitary boat
lingers defiantly.
Out there, you will be
painting the horizon
with your thoughts.
Here, with me, you’ll
spin poems and tales
showing me what you
want and love to see.
From the shore
a solitary boat
lingers no more.
Your red boat was lost
to the sea, your stories
were taken from me,
and your love lost at sea.
C & K 