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Passive luxuries are always safe anchorings where flocking seabirds migrate. Their crestings are scenes of translated croonings, a huddled gathering of shoreline fowls, feasting upon the delicacies from sliding waves.
Berth 10 was a homogenous atmosphere. A steeple of smiles met with sighs, goodbyes; and hugs were clouded emotions, a disembarking, those expending moments of togetherness.
Relished gateways storied my path to hamlets vogued above an elongated rocky cliff. And what I longed for was a different rush of waves, an adventurous, nomadic flair.
This was my glamour day, a- freestyle-me, rigged for an escape with a Sea Captain. His core was an emblem commissioned.
His hat, his badge and white uniform were all tailorings of that perfect gentleman who would bath me within his maritime affection. And, so he did, by kissing my hands and pressing them closely against his comitting thoughts.
The day’s skylight gleemed into fluorescent colors that gave view to a harbor filled with tinseled vessels. At a distant he and I sat amidst a ritzy social mixer. Picturisque Monets gallaried around our hours of fine
dining and music.
Poetry, unspeculated, unargued, and without rhyme was our gazing conversation, a bonding feel, memoired with blowing whispers of symphonic formations. Suddeness paired us into one vibrant captivation that set the sea apart. When cyclonic roars of the sea continuously exploded, we watched them together.
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