From the Relationships collection

Chancing Nocturnal

Brian Baruch

I ride these waves to cross your bow untie your freight unfurl your sails raise your banner a rushing revival for the Great Unknown

nestling you away backing the anchor of crestfallen stars with untamed pitch at the tempest's snare we'll swallow the odds at home, in flow

we'll chance nocturnal wax by the moon starboard we'll rise uncharted we'll sail winding the winds to wake ascent

treasures abound ceding our cues relieving salty captains of drunken laments intoxicatingly alight you are my destination our destined regale

From Relationships

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