The Fisherman's Boat

One Fisherman's path to set in the foot, he wears
his ultimate boot, blackened leather colorific
of style and unique, he admires the chandelier
boat after his girlfriend's namely name, exactly
the same moment before, a faded tear has a drop
and flop gently floes under his fisherman's clear
cheekbones, it has been many decades-long to
seek, oh my sweet little Chandelier, I love you so
much more, he looked at the favorite picture of
his, he melts and felt inside the fisherman's heart
completed, he is overseas right now, those inherited
eyes overhead of land, he can hardly see, too
much fog coming through, he thought her hand was
waving, the boat is sailing close to the end, he blends
so easily, he reached his fisherman's hand to her, she
hold on to him, he carries her in onboard, The End

Written by
Michael James Brindley
6-13-20