Baltic Love

These sails of time are cast

I am the boat which leaves dock last

I’ve leaped across this sea

So, my truth could be with thee

You have the nautical chart

To the seascape of my heart

This struggling battle inside

Brings each new turning tide

Deep in the depths of you

Is the key to my eternal view

I was a vacant shattered hole

But you escorted me to your soul

Within me the endless patience resides

Forgetting these dreams of ritual suicides

My best friend is time

Falling in love with you was my colossal crime

© 2011 David Greg Harth

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