When will you return to me
a man that sails the seven seas
I hear your echos in the wind
on whispering waves
calling back to me
As you travel the world each day
I must wait; the sea is my home
here is where I must stay
feel the salt swirling in the air
it's me, just breathe me in
know how much I care
I have the treasure you so seek
the pearls are in the shells
down in the deep
lying on top of the sand
come I'll show you
just take my hand
I know you need to venture more
I live in the sea and you on the shore
always remember you are the
first and the last in my heart
and the seas will not keep us apart
the lighthouse will always shine
to bring you back again and again
if for just a little while
Copyright 2006 by shyloh
5 comments:
Nice tail... err... tale, vignette,
or whatchamakallit. Shipwrecked sailors can contribute to a artificiall reef, while obeying the call of the wild.
grumblefish said...
Nice tail... err... tale, vignette,
or whatchamakallit. Shipwrecked sailors can contribute to a artificiall reef, while obeying the call of the wild.
Hey grumblefish
how are you doing? Haha. Thank you. Nice!!! I like that.
Hi! Glad to see you are still keeping up with heartfelt words.
Your poems are pleasing and soft, inspire wonderful thoughts and visions.
I apologize for not visiting more often and promise to come back more often.
Mike
Sweet! Though sadly, I too have known such a man!
touched.., the man.. will return to thee..
heyyho shyloh.. hows life comin..??
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