"Sails in Flight"

The sails flutter like a dove's wings,

gently pulled by a breath of autumn

that couldn't help but replicate the same permeation

of joviality that she gave me long before.

She was a shade of nightfall

that shimmered like a burnished star,

similar to that of a jade stone

reflecting under a million burning lighters.

Watching these rising waves

as they take flight over this metallic vessel,

I can almost hear her whisper

rustling these restless waters.

Your soul drifts parallel to these discontented currents,

floating with autonomous felicity;

waves rising and falling with a sensuous absolution,

I can feel your infinite presence, your adagio upon this turbulent sea.