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In Dreams That She Shall Wait For Me
In dreams that she shall wait for me On misty banks of weathered shoreline, deplete by ocean’s endless play Of scattered seas in ageless voyage and sunsets formed on borrowed bay Horizons beckon with a daydream, in distant lines on forward flow To breezes captured always welcome as if someone you once did know A jetty sits in foam laced waters, eclipsing cold against its skin Within the sights it surely witnessed, moon beamed patterns once again This solitude of thoughts provoking, a heartbeat dances on a wave For memories we’ve long forgotten and many which our hearts have saved Now here I sit in meditation, alone of nature’s melody For this is where my love has spoken, my woman of the evening sea This night and every there before me brings soft, a touch of love so kind Beyond the washing waves of splendor for but a voice to call her mine And now I face this grand conclusion, what’s meant to be is all I ask For on the sun’s due north arrival I stand a’ ready for the task To send my love to her unending so far beyond this echoed plea And pray to find her perfect whispers in dreams that she shall wait for me Good night Soupers
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