Forever imprisoned in your beauty

Forever imprisoned in your beauty,
You surround me for what feels like eternity,
I witness your exquisiteness until the port,
Where the large vessel will unload your spectators.

The darkness of your blood it shimmers in the summer sun,
Your growing veins, pulsate separately,
At the height of each beat some veins intertwine,
Blending to form a small artery until it reaches shore.

With your heartbeat you make me sway in the silence of the wind,
Your gentle veins drift against the metal frame,
Calm overcomes you during my journey,
At present your gentle with the ferry.

The large metal boat moves through your blood,
Moving coarsely parting your veins,
Broken vessels spray out in pure white from the sides,
Our destructive path revealed, by the trailing white clouds.

When on the lowest deck your anger sprays me,
I can taste you upon my lips,
I can taste your wrathful desire for ruining this calm,
The wind encourages your growing rhythm.

The strong breeze carries you as moisture,
It blows you in my face,
The salt is overpowering in my nostrils,
Your smell it haunts me in every deck,

The five decks, filled with cars, vans and lorries,
Humans buzz about, some as crew, other as passengers,
The engine hums in a low tone,
The metal vessel is swayed by your heartbeat.

In stormy weather the ferries and boats fear you,
Your wrath can easily capsize them with your fierce arteries,
You sting the transports colour coats with your salty acid,
Increasing your gifts of rust roses.

No matter how much you leave your mark,
The beauty of you will never change,
I will forgive hold this memory in my mind,
As the day you imprisoned me in your beauty.