Ships

Your memory feels like polished silver,

You must have really shone

In the heat of my youth.

It was fun to have you near me,

Watch you code patience in circles of smoke.

You were so quiet, so listless.

I always had to listen for signs of your breath.

How did I lose you with no fear?

The only one who could blur

My time on the speeding merry go;

You picked my men and drove my moods,

Yeah, you were the queen.


On the dance floor and in mountains

I turned half your shoes to stories.

One of none who had me bound

By Carmina breaking amps:

When the older blood was boiling;

Tip-toe tricksy, den of refuge,

Witch who turned my tears to laughter,

Can you hear me? I say thanks.


Now you're far and time is speedy:

Watch it folding on my skin;

Waving girl you're sending ripples

In this weather’s spring.

Best of life, and best of metals,

Gliding by your soul was easy.

I still watch you pace with glory

Through my troubled teen