she smiled …

she smiled at me,

two broken souls set adrift on a rudderless ship,

she smiled at me,

together ours shall be a shared trip,

casting off shackles,

anchorless on the high sea,

far from it all, as far as the eye could see,

she smiled at me,

broke not broken,

watching the tides, where no words need be spoken,

she smiled at me, for into the future we have set sail,

together, we shall make it,

through wrinkled skin and many a moon that may yet pale …