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Open-hearted Seatime

Walk, walk, walk, without a care if you dare,
And you will, for will helps us all repair,
In the sea air, above and beyond time,
Meandering by chatter houses climb,
We make the twilight lamp and breathe, breathe, breathe,
Burning a muse from the North Sea beneath,
That She will bequeath walking in the air,
For the prayer has everything to declare.

Remix what I've missed thus far and please stay,
A sense of belonging as the waves splay,
With famed lay palisades of gold sound,
The seal so musically enticing found,
Overground love a trail of freedom flies,
Reflecting the eye of dreams' gloaming skies,
So to seek a tide of emotions speak,
Of sunset oblique from Elysium peek.

Fly, fly, fly open-hearted wish aspire,
Whims on the wing willing free to inspire,
Rise and quote merry corners of floating berth,
Where sailing emotions harbour such mirth,
Everything seems very clear and serene,
Aboard tranquil scenes with nothing between,
Two open heart's allowing each other in,
They are the music, the arie within.

16 April, 2014
©Daniel Brooks-Laurent

(My work is copyrighted, so if you wish to use or for requests, please contact me, thank you.)

Description
Open-hearted Seatime

Walk, walk, walk, without a care if you dare,
And you will, for will helps us all repair,
In the sea air, above and beyond time,
Meandering by chatter houses climb,
We make the twilight lamp and breathe, breathe, breathe,
Burning a muse from the North Sea beneath,
That She will bequeath walking in the air,
For the prayer has everything to declare.

Remix what I've missed thus far and please stay,
A sense of belonging as the waves splay,
With famed lay palisades of gold sound,
The seal so musically enticing found,
Overground love a trail of freedom flies,
Reflecting the eye of dreams' gloaming skies,
So to seek a tide of emotions speak,
Of sunset oblique from Elysium peek.

Fly, fly, fly open-hearted wish aspire,
Whims on the wing willing free to inspire,
Rise and quote merry corners of floating berth,
Where sailing emotions harbour such mirth,
Everything seems very clear and serene,
Aboard tranquil scenes with nothing between,
Two open heart's allowing each other in,
They are the music, the arie within.

16 April, 2014
©Daniel Brooks-Laurent

(My work is copyrighted, so if you wish to use or for requests, please contact me, thank you.)