Two ships

 

Through the sticky,

sweltering heat,

eyes meet.

Two hearts

ache to beat.

A young lad,

little more than a boy,

not yet a man, for sure

and the angel

that greets.

Destined never to be,

but to always have

lived those nights.

Two ships

set for different tides.

 

Those nights.

Adventures

in dream flight.

Every week

their own chapel,

a temple to worship,

the soft tender moments

of youthful joy.

Their place to explore,

soft kisses adored.

Student

and his muse.

Glued

to the dancefloor.

Two ships set adrift

far from these shores.

 

Soaked

in Newcastle brown

and sweat.

In the air,

indie songs

of the 90s.

Hearts beat along

to stone roses.

Thus

the music

was lost on us.

We only heard our minds,.

as we swam

through the oceans of dreams.

Just two hearts

beating slightly out of time.

Two ships set sail

for different shorelines.

 

 

 

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