True Love

I sail over oceans unknown, On a boat made of hopes and dreams. A thousand waves come and go And my destinations unknown But I know that somewhere past that sunset, Past that majestic red sunset... My true love waits for me.

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James Peranteau

Date: 3/18/2011 8:00:00 PM

Lyric dear poet...as in 'Poetry Soups' definition of Lyric: the thoughts of a poet. Hope I helped ! much love, james

James Peranteau

Date: 3/18/2011 7:58:00 PM

Such a refreshing thought here dear poet, hopes and dreams, the trade mark of a poet; to pen this on our waiting slips ! Great write Samuel ! Have a great weekend ! much love, james

Samuel John

Date: 3/18/2011 1:56:00 PM

Could someone tell me what form of poetry this is....thanks :)