Just before midnight...
The forlorn pitch of sea
stretching beyond the southern Caribbean
black as coal tar,
moonlight vamping across the waves
So cold yet so tantalizing
So deep yet so vacant,
a redolence that beguiles the lungs
like the mutterings of an ancient mystic
petitioning the gods for mercy
On this heady concoction we arrive,
the new mariners
buffeted by the swells
of an undulating ocean
rocking us like a manic lover,
its groans and moans
echoing through the ship
like a berserk soundtrack
for our new adventures waiting to begin...
at midnight
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