My love for thee a single thread—
When cut, it drifts afloat.
Into the sea of doubt it’s led
Wherein the waves it wrought.

Departing of thy craggy shore,
Its soil adorns thy grime.
Away from thee I sailed, afore;
For thee I long and rhyme.

These waters dim, azure their shade:
In tear and salt they drench
This love from memory to fade;
This flame forfeit and quench.