The Visit (Take 4)

My eyes went up
It was sunrise
The sky turned black
It was noon
A ship of the silverest
Metal
Shadowed out
All of the moon
A shape
That was golden and crimson
Extend a claw
To my frame
I sunk in the sand
Like an infant
I screamed
But my tongue was lame
My heart on a platter
They′d stolen
My eyes
Were all fiery flame
A sound like sweet dove
I did stutter
And then the ship
Swum the skies again