I thought I'd catch a wanderer,
As sand through glass was seeping.
I'd use more time than I'd afford,
yet perhaps he'd be worth meeting.
I waited for him here and there,
his restless soul kept straying.
My patient words and hopeless love
could keep him not from staying.
But far unshaken, my heart desired
a wanderer I'd be too.
Inseparable voyagers we soon became,
'til the dunes at last fell through.
Mar 14, 2013
Mar 14, 2013 at 11:34 PM UTC
I thought I'd catch a wanderer,
As sand through glass was seeping.
I'd use more time than I'd afford,
yet perhaps he'd be worth meeting.
I waited for him here and there,
his restless soul kept straying.
My patient words and hopeless love
could keep him not from staying.
But far unshaken, my heart desired
a wanderer I'd be too.
Inseparable voyagers we soon became,
'til the dunes at last fell through.
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