The Cosmic Sea

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You Sir,
Are The Highway Man Of The Cosmic Sea.
A Man Confronted By His Inspiration of The Cosmic Sea.
A Turbulent Disguise Of Calm, Like The Smooth Guise Of A Entity
Beneath The Watery Surface Is Chaos and Fury
 When Synchronity Permits.....

 To Be Allowed
And 
To Be Offered
To Ride At Your Side, On The Tide Of The Cosmic Sea
So That I May See The Calm 
 So That I May Want The Calm
So That I May Be The Calm 
Of The Never-ending Cosmic Sea
 I Lust For The Fury, You Carry On The Comic Sea
Yet They See The Calm
They Want The Calm
 Has None Ever Offered To Ride At Your Side On The Cosmic Sea 
Because They Fear The Lusty Never-ending Cosmic Sea
  I Have Tasted and Felt  Of Your Lips 
I Have Seen The Fury
And I Have Calmed The Chaos
 I Have Fallen For a The Beauty 
Never Knowing The Depth And Journey
 I'll Never Fear The Lusty, Never-ending Comic Sea
                                                                                   ~Dannie











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