MY LOOSE ANCHOR

love of my death
silver horses at the latest hours of the sea
stood i before them for my losing you
you were after me in the coldest dark of the road

love of my death
clanks upon the boat were my melody
i was to go home, i was to go home
for the anchor was breaking up with seabed

love of my death
grey tears upon white pillows
shy pain, shy pain under my prayer hid
for you were real, yet ungripable

love of my death
i’ve no more soul to give away
for i had loved to the end of it
you could not have me more dead than i already was

love of my death
sailed me then, sailed me away

2 april 2010

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Dina Oktaviani@2009