I wish I was a wandering thought
In the heated wind I would be caught
to drift west through the ocean air
and move the perfume in her hair
A smile I'd see, a tear I'd feel
Her face I'd touch, her scent I'd steal
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 5:29 AM UTC
On wave and shore
Beauty... and more
This one I cannot have
We might sing
But for my ring
I long to see her laugh
By day she spurns
at night she burns
and opens up her heart
And on White Sand
She takes my hand
And splits my world apart
So many years
No thoughts or fears
Of losing what I'd had
And then this one
I come undone
Dumbstruck, anxious, sad
I'll have to leave
I'll have to grieve
And reunion be my salve
On wave and shore
Beauty... and more
This one I cannot have
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 5:30 AM UTC