You and I,
We live to write,
And breath and hug the Sea,
We hear Its sound,
Its movement, found,
Night after night,
Hypnotic mystery.
Oh, to be Free,
And sail the night,
In our ship,
'The Fantasy',
And there remain,
Never return,
To cruel reality
Sandra Feldman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-fantastic-trip/
