October 2013

Upon a boat of brown and bright gold

nestled in, we rode with the wind

Upon a boat  I hailed as "El Capitaine"

We hung tight as we challenged each bend

The monster it blew and it tossed us about

But not for my love I would have failed

The breath of the wind was cold and  harsh

But for the warmth of her heart every fear paled

We sailed the sea of wind then onto the waters deep

We sailed heart in heart, ever bold

Hands touching, hearts beating, feeling the wind

Upon a boat of brown and bright gold

Rose