Treasure Island

Adam M. Snow

(5/30/1988 / Phoenix, AZ)

I have seen Maelstroms Eternal


I write with flowers of ink,
thy love poured out on page,
in a slumbering alder away in endless flight;
swaying with the stars, so white 'gainst the black night sky;
facing the horizons, on the calm black waters called -ink.
-I write for thee that thy heart be free.
I have seen maelstroms eternal,
mount in my soul but endless;
-An abyss without thee, I dare thee not.
By starlight the rushes lean over thee wide:
-The ink on the page is erased,
-The text is long forgotten.

Submitted: Friday, July 19, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 13, 2013

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