Me heart feels savage pangs
from love’s wicked fangs
I think oft of the soft
song that she sang
That song she sang…
A lone pebble slip-slides
beneath the cold tides.
It’s movement is a hint
where love’s truth hides.
There love’s truth hides…
Now this… This is a sea shanty.
(Source: chiakinanarni)
i think it’s funny that kapp’n still hits on me even though i have a mustache
The sweet pangs of love don’t discriminate, and neither do I, me sea bunny.
