pirates

[captain_wfr]

Let's say
That your breath is the wind on my face
That your eyes are the seven seas
That your hair is a rainstorm yet my ship sails at ease
Let's say
That your spine flows like waves
That your ribs are rough seas
That your lips are lighthouses leading all men to safety
I'd call myself a pirate
Seadog or ship lad
These things are what I live for
Drink eat and breathe
Exhale
I smell strong of rum
My food wasn't purchased by me
I'm always on the run
Or it's to the gallows, they'll chop off my knees
I'm a peg leg with a patch
And a talking parrot to match
But my one true love
Always and forever will be
The Sea

K. Wayne Brostrom Jr.