Uncharted seas of cresting waves

For thirteen months and twenty days

Across an ocean of endless blue

With nought to treasure except for you

The dream I’d had of where you’d be

Pacific beauty beyond the sea

I sail there still, and will fore’r

Until the girl with raven hair

Rests in hands of windswept tears

And vanquishes my rising fears

That all I’ve done should not have started

In finding love with she uncharted

35 thoughts on “Uncharted

      1. Just because you might not know your exact destination (or every turn premeditated), that doesn’t mean you’re lost. It means you’re willing to take risks.

      2. I have the kind that talks to me. Dangerous to read while driving. But honestly, I prefer the adventure of not using a predestined route.

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