Adrift
By: Prince Trystan
Special Thanks to Schooner for inspiring this piece
Passing like
Two ships in the night
Aware of our presence
Never blessed with sight
Following our currents
Wherever they may go
The memory of our passing
Is all we have to know
The moon follows us
Each alone at sea
It gazes down upon you
As it gazes down on me
Waters bubble
As passions burn
When, oh when
Will it be our turn?
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