Flying with a Sail (Draft 5)

Flying with a Sail

Let some enchanted song sing
to a jib in fickle calm seas and
dare a Londonderry aire to blow.

Soon there will be a friend who
hums in the wake of your breath, and
blows on you with a flying note of love.

The dear lady comes with perfume
on board the sailing ship and
your sailing heart tacks in the wind.

— Douglas Gilbert