Littoral

I guess you realize by now
        It was a foolish thing
                    To love a man with calloused hands
                            Who rarely plans
                                    Past the day after tomorrow
  A man whose best friends were an open sky, salty air
              Full moon, tender pen, foaming trail
                  Billowing sail, navy beans and healing wings

                        Silent words of hope
                              Hope that floats across a distant sea
                                      He sailed a trail
  Found strength that only he could see
            Moist eyes and open heart
                      When scales fell away
                            When words could say
                                The things that made
                                      Fears wash away
  Sink into the deep
                When storms only
                          Made him strong
                                  Make one long for the day
                                      He'll stay with you at home
                                          If the sea will let him be