Let drop the anchor
pull in the sails
damp the lantern
this night is done for me
Darkness, wicked lover of lonely souls, caresses me
I sleep upon the waves of illusion and do dream
Angels of the deep offer me direction and council
distance grows without movement
time slips on, yet the moon hangs still
Darkness calls to me, whispering in my ears
She knows my thoughts, and honors them to the last
The Sun cannot rise
no laughter on the waters now
Sirens wail
waters stale
Afloat on the ocean
alone in my bed
the last crow has left me
Yet Darkness stays instead
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