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Poetry News Post #5828

Reminiscent Memories

Written by: Captain Lyrikai Winterhart, Rum-Soaked Navarch of the North
Date: Wednesday, June 29th, 2022
Addressed to: Everyone


Cold, wet wind, slapping my face.
Waking me up, from a dream I can't erase.
Your kiss, lingers upon my lips.
I taste it but only in tiny sips...

Upon The Nocturne, I stand once more,
My wings splayed out, the sea breeze dancing upon the shore.
Your scent lingers, like sweet sugared rum,
Calling to me, like a ritual drum.

My heart beats quick, my breathing scarce,
Your kiss now becoming fierce.
The feeling of your fingers in my hair,
Is just a little too much to bear.

My eyes open to find you've disappeared,
Another illusion, just as I feared.
What do I have to do to make you see?
I need you here, at sea with me.

I would give up everything just to be with you once more,
To wake up to the sound of you rapping on my cabin door.
I loved you then, I love you still...
And like no other woman ever will.

You are my soul mate and my best friend,
My devotion for you will never bend.
If you will just... take my hand,
I swear, my love for you... will never end.

Please let me be the woman you need by your side,
My patience wavering, but I will let you decide.
Though I'd wait an eternity for you,
If that is what I must do.

Let the oceans dry up,
The sun completely burn up.
Let time cease to exist,
I will wait, if that is your wish.

Because nothing could quell this intense love that I have for you,
Deep inside, I think you secretly know.
So, come back to me, my Captain...
Let me be your captive.

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Phaestian, in the year 891 AF.


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Poetry News Post #5828

Reminiscent Memories

Written by: Captain Lyrikai Winterhart, Rum-Soaked Navarch of the North
Date: Wednesday, June 29th, 2022
Addressed to: Everyone


Cold, wet wind, slapping my face.
Waking me up, from a dream I can't erase.
Your kiss, lingers upon my lips.
I taste it but only in tiny sips...

Upon The Nocturne, I stand once more,
My wings splayed out, the sea breeze dancing upon the shore.
Your scent lingers, like sweet sugared rum,
Calling to me, like a ritual drum.

My heart beats quick, my breathing scarce,
Your kiss now becoming fierce.
The feeling of your fingers in my hair,
Is just a little too much to bear.

My eyes open to find you've disappeared,
Another illusion, just as I feared.
What do I have to do to make you see?
I need you here, at sea with me.

I would give up everything just to be with you once more,
To wake up to the sound of you rapping on my cabin door.
I loved you then, I love you still...
And like no other woman ever will.

You are my soul mate and my best friend,
My devotion for you will never bend.
If you will just... take my hand,
I swear, my love for you... will never end.

Please let me be the woman you need by your side,
My patience wavering, but I will let you decide.
Though I'd wait an eternity for you,
If that is what I must do.

Let the oceans dry up,
The sun completely burn up.
Let time cease to exist,
I will wait, if that is your wish.

Because nothing could quell this intense love that I have for you,
Deep inside, I think you secretly know.
So, come back to me, my Captain...
Let me be your captive.

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Phaestian, in the year 891 AF.


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