Sometimes I dream of the azure sea
Drifting gently towards the still horizon,
Its return sweep bringing your ship to shore.
From my shore of waiting I see it bobbing
On the waves, bringing my love home to me.
Sometimes I see you pensive under the almond
Tree, your face reflecting rapture as you dream
Of distant shores, far away from me you roam.
I tried to caulk your dreams with dulcet songs
But dreams are blind when love is strong.
Sometimes I see you in my dream, laughing,
Hands outstretched, standing on the shore
Calling out to me. Your beckoning hands touch
Mine, enfolding me. You’re home at last to stay.
Yet your heart, like a shell, resounds with the sea.