Alas morning has come,
the treacherous storm has passed
The suns reflection scintillates the breaking waves
Creating a sea of diamonds
Each one reminiscent of the eyes that said farewell
Anticipation heightens my senses
As the wind swirls past, the essence of musk engulfs me
Replacing the aroma of sea salt that once filled the misty air
I am assured that my beloved pirate is homeward bound
Perched upon my lighted tower
I gaze out across the horizon, waiting, hoping
For that first glimpse of the storm tattered sails
That adorn the vessel that had denied me,
that which makes me whole
Although the competition that vies for the heart of the Pirate may be grandiose,
There can be only one victor!
I cachinnate at your feeble attempt
To match wits with my poetic prose
Step aside Oh witch of the sea
And wipe the gull crap from your nose
Tis my beauty and grace that will prevail
I am the picture in his mind
You are just a barnacle
Hideous and unrefined
I pity you and your reckless dreams
Of captivating the Pirates heart
For no wretched wench of the sea
Could ever keep us apart
A Pirate does not long for
Raunchy harlots dressed in rags
Courtesans with damaged goods
Or withered old sea hags
Nor is it a rotund woman
Paunchy and robust
That titillates his senses
Filling his loin with lust
It is I dressed in fine linen
Pink orchids in my hair
The scent of passion I emanate
Will be more than he can bear
So step aside young peasant girls
Watch and whimper in despair
As he chooses the lovely Princess
Both voluptuous and fair
Your songs are inchoate and crude
Like the Sirens fatal call
I sing my celestial serenade
Your harm it will forestall
(Song of the Princess)
For I am your ardent Mariner
Manning the beacon that lights your way
Pacing the gallery day and night
From my post I will not stray
Time has yet to diminish
The taste you left behind
That gentle kiss that bid farewell
Remains within my mind
The vacuity induced by your absence
Has been replaced with a burning desire
To settle myself upon your manly hood
And extinguish the sensual fire
I touch my fingers to my lips
Then place them at my heart
A tear descends down my cheek
Creating the waters that keep us apart
In desperation I call to Poseidon
Great God of the sea
Hear my prayers, feel my pain
Bring my pirate back to me
Please hurry home sweet Captain
Oh pirate of the sea
Hurry home to the one you love
Well all know that ‘s me!
To all the strumpets that compete
To you I do implore
Save your heart and walk away
He’ll chose the Princess not the whore
