Longing

A Poem by Odduseofyellow

My sweet, the ocean separates us with all its terrible majesty.
Were I not fearful of its monstrous maw I would swim to you.
Were my oars not broken I would sail to you.
I would brave the seas and battle the waves.
I would defy the realm of Poseidon himself.
My vessel I would crown with your name.

But alas my love, my oars lay broken
And my arms are weak.
Left we are to sorrowly wave
From our lonesome shores
Til' the storms die out
And our hearts turn cold.

© 2015 Odduseofyellow

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613	Very deep poem. Well written. - Brittney Posted 9 Years Ago Very deep poem. Well written. - Brittney Rating /100

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Added on April 11, 2015
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Odduseofyellow

Falun, Dalarna, Sweden

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