No worries.
I should have known this ship was bound to become a legendary tale.
Although my intentions were pure, yours remain an enigma.
I get caught in the riptide. Your riptide.
I may know the seas.
Know each wave, each cave, each cove
but your siren call gets me each time.
Knowing of the despair ahead, I tread on.
Your wisdom and cunning ways steer my vessel.
Your Godly smile attracts the faintest glow in my eyes.
My demise?
Well if that is what you want then I cannot deny the beautiful grace you give me tonight.
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