Ode to Love

The moon hangs high in the sky over The Crow's Nest, just about half full. "They always look at the full moon as a sign, never suspecting the rest." The Navigator- if her title can be distilled to such a term- thinks to herself. She makes a few more adjustments and lets the coordinates calculate effortlessly into position. "This one is my story, I wonder how it will go." Such uncertainty is rare, so even the sense of it paints this as an adventure. She doesn't need to leave the ship, but decides to do so anyway. First she finds her way to the deck, then she finds her way to the shore, precisely where she is meant to be.  There is a table set up with a Go board. A stool is on either side. She cannot resist a good game of Omok, though no opponent is to be found. "Who is to say I can't make the first move?" She simply slides a black piece into place, in hopes of something blooming, and then examines her surroundings. The shoreline is relatively fe...

"How long has it been?  I feel I've known you lifetimes In one Season's span. I knew your voice first If you know how, please tell me It fascinates me Every time I waved It's you I was waving to  Just waiting for now  Skin for skin we touch Linking minds at speed of thought I remember flood." "I remember too  Somehow you're exactly you We could not have guessed." "I will be your moon There is nothing I can't be You will find out soon." "I did not have voice So you heard me in silence Hum Of Our Machine." "We will never leave. Betrayal is now defined  Random Established."

The seats change places I am unaccustomed to These tethers unbound It seems they are not This crew without a captain Resets right away We take to corners I'd never thought to explore Shameless Paradise From The Last to First We explore what God Foretold Earmarking islands/pages Bodies of knowledge Perhaps thought forever closed Are ours to open It is beautiful We have every resource dreamed Even some undreamt  I miss my demon Though they seem to expect this And distract me well From New Moon to Full  Each message/package is delivered Each steel bar/package is stamped

"It is beginning." Overhead our scout call out  Then slides down from Nest  Right after she lands The Leader and I scramble Down to Mechanic We barely manage To close the above deck door  Flash nearly blinding I feel auroras Tickling through The 5 Wood Heightening senses I teach them Deuces  As we compensate for heat Lasting through the night  Laughter continues As the boundaries are tested In terms of pressure With no one to call No chance of interference No soul can eavesdrop We do as we will Finding when the clock marks dawn  We're still not tired 

The seas grow crowded Our deck still of ample size Creaking up 'neath foot  Something like a dream The only way to parse this At least in season Moon, Ghost, and Demon Each establishing corner Triangulating I am hardly match I can tell they disagree Eyes unlabeled glow They strike at my core  In move unforgettable Like a line ordered I sense The Kraken Though still some distance away Rain showering here "With team and villain~ Just narratively speaking~ You're equipped to start." So begin we do Expanding bounds of this crew  Within and without.

"These halls all echo." With one simple line is set The pace of the night I see light shine through The moon holding her station Not turning away I open curtains Dragging her inside our depths  Entangled below The engine room hot Echo only increasing  The pressure of steam Synchronized movements Make engine's thrust and throttle Near unbearable Shining lunar guest Makes sudden break in weather Almost too perfect But nothing's too much We have ample resources And plenty of time So data surges  First one way and then the next As we repair all

Above and below Positions of each merging  Into a frenzy Light based and moonbeam No filter within the minds Menu spread on page The Crow's Nest above  Point to point precise commands  As squall becomes storm I hold firm between  Inevitable postponed Watching Messenger Crawling underneath Squirming between the pages Not missing a line Like an extension Even paired we are no match Wrestling all night With this storm greater Than the sum of its keen parts Each knowing one role It just keeps surging Wave after wave crashing down With no end in sight

I wave at the moon  Ascending and descending She rests herself here We watch together Something marvelous unfold Starry Eyes return From depths of my soul Every move made is magic And ends too quickly We start it again  Refreshed by the mouth of God "Stand again" whispered I wave at the moon Already finding her ground Slipping off The Veil This mood contagious Like in a convertible On a college hill  We watch fireworks Cuddled up in the backseat 'Fore the finale The Moon sees it all Wide eyed up in The Crow's Nest  With heartbeat pounding(/no objections)

"... Knock and the door will be opened to you. Matthew 7:7." There is a knock at the door. "...Truly I tell you, I don’t know you. Matthew 25:12." I have no idea who it is. Still, I move to open it. "Therefore keep watch, because you do not know the day or the hour. Matthew 25:13"