These four limbs, tied to a vessel.
Set to sail across oceans if it pleases you.
Ready to push against the depths that they may traverse.
Just to get close enough to sit beneath your rising sun.
To drift along your sparkling lights.
Among your rippling, haloed enclosures, held safe.
Wrap me once more in your keeping.
Pull opposite the tides that would have their way, to drive me back to shore.
Draw me nearer.