Dreary Sea I Weary

I'm resting on a gloomy shore.
I'm surrounded by a pulsing roar.
In the water, flowers bloom
Underneath the silver dune.

I'm always falling in this lagoon,
Floating in a never-ending trance.
Interlude with a hazy moon
In my youth, I fell in a romance.

There isn't a sound of mine in the sky.
This is a silent kiss upon my cry,
Draining the seas of thine, dry.

I’m resting on a gloomy desert.
I’m surrounded by a calming song.
In the sand, no flowers drink;
Underneath a gray dune I lay along,
My withering soul will sink.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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