Pained now my love, I turn my thoughts to thee,
The sun has fell extinguished by the sea,
I hold thy name, forever on my tongue,
That breath denied, setting fire to my lungs;
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Beautiful rendition of faith and hope. Rhe ship metaphor sailing home in prose
and breathy in the salty air while feeling the siren call of your poetry. top marks!
Your poetry sails like a ship and soon your reader hears the groaning of the ship timbers and snapping of the sails,
PH has lost my comment for the very last time. So I post a sentence at a time mow.
The love of the sea, of tall masts in full sail. A5* poem.