By Constantino

I went to the bar
And looked for your face,
I searched through the crowd
That vast empty space,
My ears quite be-numbed
By the rock and the noise;
In search of a man
In a place full of boys.

Many eyes caught mine,
But had nothing to show.
Several lips sought mine,
I politely said "no".
And my poor ear did hear
Of the pleasure I'd find,
A Pleasure belayed
By your face in my mind.

And my mind, how it raced
Across that blue sea,
To the mist of that morn  
When our need to be free,
Brought the moment we shared,
The swell of our tide,
Two souls intertwined,
Like the veil of a bride.

Like a sloop with its sails,
Billowed full at the seams,
We glid, on the sun,
Like two souls full of dreams.
Pitched and tossed in the night,
Like two ships in a storm,
But content to be held
In the warmth of our arms.

And I said to my self,
As I stood in that place,
How foolish, am I,
To hope for you face,
That is sepered by miles
So distant in time,
That I left, quite alone,
With your heart holding mine.