Heart Ship! The quest for forbidden love
A short burst of wind to get me to an inlet. A small beach will do. For me to rest my body before going on my journey. How could all of this have happened. Did I make the wrong choices. I hope they were all the ones to get me where I want to be. Waves getting friskier making it harder to keep this ship on course. Just a little more before I can shelter in the that tiny bay. The feel of my yellow rose jumping over waves. The storm is coming harder. Almost there to lower my anchor. I can see the small inlet into that tiny bay. Praying hoping the wind will be on my side when the storm has laid down. Steering in and a feel of relaxation overcomes me as the waves die as they push me in to the bay.
With the little wind in the bay point the yellow rose to its exit. Roping the wheel and running up to lower the anchor. Save for now. But if ever found out there is not escape. I begin to tie it al in. checking rope after rope if they are secured. Giving me a piece of mind if the storm finds its way in. Aching hands and muscles. I forgot about them all this time. Now it is time to rest and they deserved it. I need to rest and think of a way back.
In my quarters I light a flame and start writing a letter. About the thing s I have done to be with her. My princess, I hope she s doing okay. And thought of her smile enter my mind. Her rosy cheeks and velvet lips so soft to kiss. The sweetest taste and fragrant scent all there as she is right beside me. Goosebumps on my skin as I feel hands touching. In the same manner as she once done. They are all memories of a past not long ago.
Twitching I wake up from this dream hands in spilled ink a feather stuck to my face. How is she doing. I haven’t heard from her in weeks now. I lost my faith but I am praying for her well being. Wishing I will held her once again. The wind is blowing and through the tiny cracks my flame dances like a belly dancer. Trying to stay lit. I shield the light with a glass and lean back in my chair. Wondering if all I am doing is the right thing. Am I having doubts? No.
No doubts here. It is the right course, just maybe not the safest path. I need a night to think it over.
A night to clear my head and come up with the right way. To make sure I can later offer a save haven for her to stay. A home, one that is warm and without abuse. A bright future. No longer running away or doing stupid things. But first I will sleep. Have me an my ship rock back and forth by the gentle waves, weakened as they past the entrance of the bay. I want to dream of her, rest my body and wakeup smiling.
©Ranting Crow 2013
That ends my Log Entry number 14. A roaring day has come to an end and days ahead look bright. May you have enjoyed the read and put a smile on your face. Wishing my readers a good weekend.