It's lost on me
As you can read
I have no need
For misery
All that's blue
Is but a sea
Beneath the waves
Where we can't breathe
So fill my sails
With thankfulness
Come navigate
These sea's of bliss
And bring about
A better days
Where you and I
Can ride the waves
Of happiness
And piece of mind
To weather all
The storms of time...

.
She sits upon the cold grey stone,
waiting for he whom she craves,
counting down the longest moments,
perched beside the Ancient Grave.

Soon he will be wooing her,
making her heart swell like a wave,
taking her safely into his arms,
standing beside the Ancient Grave.

So entwined shall the lovers be,
to each a love they willingly gave,
naked and intimate in complete ecstasy,
laying beside the Ancient Grave.

And when its time to part again,
it would surely sadden the brave,
she watches until he disappears,
and settles into her Ancient Grave.


© Pagan Paul (20/12/17)