Anchors Away

After sailing for some time now I’m ready to stop and drop an anchor for a while, to come in from the sea which has only grown colder over the years. But, alas, I’ve no anchor and as I’m the ship I must continue my trek through man’s ocean of life. Only a short while ago you were my anchor, my savior, you suspended my endless journey from one port of life to another. Now again you are gone and I’m adrift once more, not knowing for sure if someone else will try to anchor me beyond the horizon, behind the next wave. I need you desperately for sea and sailing are tired of me. You were the anchor of my ship, the basis of my life and the desire to rise each morning. Please end my journey for love, throw me your love line and tether me into love’s port of call.