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
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2018
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