I think about those nights
When the tide
reaches high
It hurts and it wounds
though my mind
clears for a while
and I feel the love,as I move
into the last watches
finding myself
rocking with the waves
I believe
In these lonesome instances
I am indeed,not alone.

Poetry by sagi
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Written on 2021-01-26 at 12:57

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
As a lifelong sailor who has spent many a night watch alone, I can immerse my self in this completely. Well written!