Eyelets Of A Faceless Sea, (Love Letters To A Lady Of Renown) Poem by Captain Cur

Strange riptides, eyelets of a faceless sea,
spinning in clusters of gangrenous winds
signs of intense upheaval caution me
for you have now become my greatest sin.

Lady, loquacious in your speech,
my heart dispels with full ferocity,
murderous anguish undermines my reach
untoward drifting stars plague, dismay me
like martyrs in an ocean of excess;
their cold light reaching but never touching,
each one alone denying all the rest,
they are inconstant, their numbers crushing,
when their light dies their presence meaningless.

I should not leave you with distressing words,
you, my heart, my blood roils through my being,
in silence I am disarmed, I record
each passing thought, my inner eye seeing
the supple nature you possess, so strong,
sensual, your voice baring purpose in me,
pleasures abound on your edaphic shores.

Loquacious,
what part you play in my life,
whence forth my ship sails in a fortnight,
directed by jealous stars and their fading light.