In the midst of sadness and despair

You know I like a good prompt and these are M’s for February. Why not give them a whirl.

Your sweet whisper the zephyr in my sails,

Still waters stretched before me.

And golden sunset calls me on

And horizons set me free


Clouds circle dark, waves stirred to life

And day turns into night

Cold watery claws scratch at my sides

And sanity takes flight


I dash myself against your rocks

Stare into your abyss

Drifting with the flotsam lost

Still hunger for your kiss


And golden daylight comes again

I swim towards your shore

though sirens call me to their arms

to lead me home once more

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