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A Poet Girl and Pirate Lover
By Anne Stott


Two girls who know how to lose each other
Sailing through uncharted waters
Only to find on distant shores
What they couldn't leave before

A poet girl and a pirate lover
Gypsies who go deep under
Riders of the darkest flame
Making for a truer claim

Their boat is made of wooden scars
Found from shipwrecks in the harbor
Bound in place with love torn leather
Their pasts trailing off the anchor

They make their own rules on the high seas
To break or honor as they please
Two girls searching for a heart of treasure
Indulging in love's oldest pleasures

A poet girl and a pirate lover
Gypsies who go deep under
Riders of the darkest flame
Making for a truer claim

The air between them sparks and crackles
Shots of lightening, thunder rattles
A high wind and a hard rain
Are more than this patchwork ship can sustain

The black sea swells with white-capped danger
There's glass and lights and sharks and anger
The compass points to the heart's worst weather
The ship sighs toward love's deepest water

A poet girl and a pirate lover
Gypsies who go deep under
Riders of the darkest flame
Making for a truer claim


Two girls sifting through the wreckage after
Fallen sails of shadows and laughter
Truth and lies and a broken rudder
A fragile calm echoes the storm's wild shudder

A hazy full moon always hovers
Around the next point of their adventure
The cracks in the hull shed tears of gold
The silvery ocean keeps them afloat

A poet girl and a pirate lover
Gypsies who go deep under
Riders of the darkest flame
Making for a truer claim



© 2007 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.
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