Four Fathoms - a fragment (Patreon)

You were a strong armed lover

Learned in the song of your mother

Impatiently, you crooned

Illustrated by the wounds

Left by the harms of some other

And I am the storm of a century

A windswept form in an endless sea

Surely, you could drown

In all my rain, come falling down

But I want to see you swim to me

If you were four fathoms deep

With the tide too steep

Would you lay your body down

And let the ocean make you sleep?

Four fathoms deep

In all the tears I would weep

Would you let me keep,

Let me keep

You?

-m.m.d. 2020

Photographs by George Streng