Ulysses’ Benediction

I gathered up wax for the others ears

they were not to hear the song

you sung for me


Bounded here on this post

threads entwining my arms

yet it was your song that captured me


I listened with rapt attention

my mouth dry

eyes ensured by the beauty of it all


I did not have to beg to undone

you melted their wax off

as if you were that sun


Ten fingers- or was it forty?

I couldn’t even see them

didn’t know they existed until you held me


I would gladly fall into that water for you

swallow the waves

become the sea if you asked


I would become a prisoner for you





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