planets glow like beacons in the sea and
distant stars tremble in the night.
Shivering harp strings invite
me repeating, you are not free.
Pirates dance in the moonlight.
Elves are leaping in delight
in a pale fierce ecstasy.
Distant stars tremble in the night.
Crabs shuttle and weave in fright.
Seagulls, startled, quickly flee.
Pirates dance in the moonlight.
An old ship, all its bones bleached white
whispers a mystery to me—
distant stars tremble in the night.
Sky and ocean—calm and bright—
as they once were meant to be.
The pirates are dancing in the moonlight
and the distant stars tremble in the night.
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