Dreams of he.

Mastered the vessel out on the sea half sunk where the dreams of he,

how weight in water confined by the tides, stripped bare skin on either sides

The ropes of a faithful hand let go Into the unknown waves advised And all I held sacred in my heart For him it had to rise

Like golden coins in the sun treasured by the open chest where kindled flames a heart does burn Into the arms of the seas caressed

How well does love console an ocean of life, and sweet memories Such a chest to open , bearing the essence of waters weight, I loved him intensely by fate,

I swam in the shallows , his deeply embedded eyes, I was absent in his needing cries, what thought had he in a parting last breath To love me, and embrace the loins of death,

For I shall never know what's spoken, but in my heart I'll hold it was love, and gather the strength of Many soldiers- just to swim above.