Dreamin with my eyes open
Silent sweet music to my ears
I had a passing thought of you
Like a whisper in a stream
Traveling through the places
Of the in between
Content to be the only passenger
On the Silent Scaevity
She is named
For a long lost king
Who watched as his kingdom
Burned
Now she sails as a witness
Antithesis of her name
And I alone her passenger
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
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