There’ll be no solemn song
No “Hey, you hero of mine!”
Wind beneath their wings you were
Relegate of eagle shadow
Beautiful, smile…hide your pain
Fore-and-aft, you’ll flutter about
Oh, love! How you’ll luff
Teardrop-shaped, yet foil-less
All this windy day is wind
The ocean of you, they showboat atop
He blinked
Lifted his eyes to the skies
Cast them down
And jumped ship
So she would save him
She cool waters
Buoyed up hope
Smoothed the rocky shores
And slowed to a walk
So he would catch her
One dreamed this
Called by unspoken voices
Imagined as they were
And Sullivan sailed
So as to prove it
The water most blue
And the wake so gentleAs the fabled ghost, now untied, makes its way away, away
The confused and seasick struggles to fix a gaze
With a hope that makes legends prove true
It must have magic
It’s said we’d die in its name
Strangers and brothers
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