not just any port

on waves and chances, tonight i ride
where bodies meld into a rhythmic tide
with gazes and movements they hypnotize
such magnetic pull i feel on the rise

out here in the dark for a moment aglow
how i feel and fall right into that flow
mere fever dream into which i am drawn
never seen, never heard, and forgotten at dawn

reject, eject, onto parts unknown
once more in the end i shall sail all alone
before wishes of mine almost given form
not just any port in this thunderstorm

oh night, why grant me this final embrace
to break my heart and the wall i must face
a cause for pause and to skip a beat
its lingering taste burning bittersweet

(2024)

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