Fickle

Femme fatale, cold as grave,
But tempest heart, I crave.
Salty scent sailor be blessed,
Sorrows heard aplenty confessed.

Indigo tis kaleidoscope eyes,
Briny breakers arise.
Fickle tis treacherous form,
Restless-dame harnesses storm.

Windswept horizons of gold,
Merge in depths threshold.
Sail me matey, riggin' in hand,
Across majestic uncharted span.

Beauty awed on brisk sail,
Navigate stellar lit vale.
Milady mistress she be,
Awe, fathoms wept for me.

Neon moon ushers she,
 Lavish psalms to thee.
Cradle ship's barnacle bow,
Cleave steadfast, infinite vow.

More than freedom holds
Adrift in cherished folds
Tame gypsy hearted,
Clipper blissfully departed.