Your Highness,
Impartial arenas of thought provoke
the gladiatorial thumbs up or down
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OH my oh my The Captain's not dry For love inside him is alive and well But the love he seek s is the best it gets tis from the Sea's big swell
This is an incredible poem! I love the almost humorous imagery of the gladiatorial thumps up or down. The silk token has a sort of innocence in its imagery amidst Her Highness' killing fields that somehow confounds the narrator. It's a story in itself and the wonderful way in which he is resigned at the end to rage and be left in love's clutches. Just sort of my interpretation but I like it no matter what your intention was otherwise!