Sail to me

The dream woke me

Now the dream is receding 

The  ebbing and lapping of the outward bound tide

Ineffable and insubstantial

The faces remain

They are the faces of those no longer

I am left with the echo of the song of the siren

Long afloat on shipless oceans

I did all my best to smile

© Raistlinrev 2022
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