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Ocean Blue Jan 2015
A few drops
Of happiness in life
Build new hopes
And the will for strife.
Here they are
The sunrays
On the altar
Giving shape to
The promises
Of a singing tomorrow.
Ocean Blue Dec 2014
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After I lost you once
In the dark  folds of life,
Suddenly you are back,
Here in my open palm.
I am never, never tired
To see how your rays glow,
Day after day always amazed
How much in my heart your grow,
How high its pulses you've raised.
You are a Jewel,
For whom so many times I fell.
Now let us shine together,
If you wish, one day and forever.


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Ocean Blue Dec 2014
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I know Someone,
Who lives across the Ocean,
Whose beautiful face
In my memory slowly fades.
But after I hear her voice,
- You might say this is hopeless -
It gives me no other choice,
All night to remain sleepless.
Hey, don't go back to the Blue
My Delightful Pain,
'Cause I can't stop loving You,
Again and Again...


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Ocean Blue Nov 2014
Dearest,
Please close your eyes,
And for a while hold your sighs,
Imagine in twenty years
When our happy lives have reached
The limits of unknown frontiers,
Giving the signal for a new pitch,
Would you let me
Look at your face for an hour?
Would you show me
Your amazing smile forever?
Would you give me space
To prove that my heart melts for you,
You would even listen to its pace,
Before your eyes dive in my ocean blue.
And when our dreams have not died,
When love we can still explore
Will you be by my side,
When I'm sixty four?
Inspired by The Beatles' song "When I'm Sixty Four" and by (less known) Michel Berger's song "Seras-tu là?"
Ocean Blue Nov 2014
Give me your hand
Before the night falls
On my hopes and
On your dreams.
Let me take your heart
And trust me if you don't mind
Before we both fall apart
And let the feelings rewind.
Ocean Blue Oct 2014
We don't know
How many pages
It has until now
Or whether it will go for ages.
With four hands and keyboards
We have laid there
Our soul, our dreams, our odds,
Our memories, our hopes, our words.
Now, saddly I am alone
To smith sentences on the paper
And for us, to draw colors of the rainbow.
So, if you feel, come and join me
Back to our book, dreaming a common history.
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