Ode to Leander

With bright steel tipped bow
to which none is shown prostration
only reinforced stern as is her gaze,
bedecked and decked out with arms
with which to shake the seas and skies,
proud prowling the wide waters
cruising for a bruising to inflict upon others,
though fair be her topside
it hides a fiery heart below that boils with passion
and puncturing retorts for those that scorn her,
Though many try to hold her and make her fold
in a puff of smoke she slips away
such is her elusive nature
for all but the keen eyed and those that understand her movements,
while she sails at your side
punishing those that assail her allies
destroying the would be destroyers,
none truer and loyal can be found
though on a whim she may turn and float away
not in cowardice but in command;
A love to lean on and depend on
for a long life and time.