The Grey Lover


The Grey Lover

Lover, grey lover, your arms are about me
  Through your green billows I sink to my rest;
Never again shall futilities flout me
  Rousing dim torments to harry my breast.
 Royal lost galleys about me are riding
   Tides ever surging their sea treasures bring.
    Here shall I slumber the years without number,
   Dreaming unharried like some magic king.


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