Known as "the lost", she is a part from the sea
Lost in body, not in heart and mind
For her soul flows as gracefully as the waves
And her heart calms the hearts of many
They are connected, thine maiden with the sea.
Their moods and airs change rapidly
As if the tumult of a concerto drives them both
The sweetness of silence to the blackness of fear
There is a single redeemer to the good and bad sea
The sun gives it warmth when it's calm
And parts the clouds when it is melancholy
It brings bliss to the sea in any circumstance
As am I to the girl, the sun is to the sea
A light in her darkness, a calming of her storms
I bid my warmth only for the tranquility of her face
And stay by her for the euphoria of her soul
This I pledge until the end of time
To warm the heart of another with love
As she made me the sun I am
For bringing her light and beauty into my life
Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 3:56 PM UTC
Known as "the lost", she is a part from the sea
Lost in body, not in heart and mind
For her soul flows as gracefully as the waves
And her heart calms the hearts of many
They are connected, thine maiden with the sea.
Their moods and airs change rapidly
As if the tumult of a concerto drives them both
The sweetness of silence to the blackness of fear
There is a single redeemer to the good and bad sea
The sun gives it warmth when it's calm
And parts the clouds when it is melancholy
It brings bliss to the sea in any circumstance
As am I to the girl, the sun is to the sea
A light in her darkness, a calming of her storms
I bid my warmth only for the tranquility of her face
And stay by her for the euphoria of her soul
This I pledge until the end of time
To warm the heart of another with love
As she made me the sun I am
For bringing her light and beauty into my life