Heart broken for no reason; it's like walking the plank
of a ship for commiting high treason; no matter what the
season a heart needs not to be seasoned; to be broken
just for pleasing and teasing

Mutiny of my ship; I let it slip from the moorings called
lips; I love you was the wrong quip to utter while on
an uncharted ship; I'm the Captain of my ship that was
led astray into a harbor without a marina slip to dock
my ship

Broken-Hearted is the name of my ship; a Captain that
can't control the hull of her ship; she let a pirate
steal her heartstrings for steering her own ship; to
sail away with the pleasure she gave with her treasure

My pirate stole the emotional stern of my vessel at sea;
raising his flag of skull & crossbones; to sit on the
trestle and ponder over a cup of hot tea; to correct
the treason of my broken heart I find solace in the
reason I allowed him to steal my treasure

He caressed my body with smooth moves of his feather of
pleasure; so, I surrended to the whims of my heartstrings;
only he could be measured for the likes of my treasure of
pleasure