In the whirling waves of the Atlantic,stands my heart.
Seeking refuge from the sheet of sky,but it's like the stars are falling leaving me on a lonely path.
I was told there's no mountain too high to climb nor an ocean too deep to swim, but everything seems different as it stands.
It feels like tomorrow might be a different day,for my heart is now a ghost land,fill with songs of sorrow as my heart sinks, each time I travel to the past.
My heart is now a mere organ for yesterday betrayed it's beholder. Sometimes,flying above stars is what I crave, As I seek to find a brighter day.
Today,the wind blows from the far east while my heart try to find another queen that no one will ever come between.
I wish to fall beyond the face of that maiden I always see in my dreams, for lonely lonely is the song I sing unto thee. Though my heart was thrown in lost but today might set me on a sail of eternity. They say imperfection makes perfection,so give me that heart of gold and make me a laughing whole . Day by day I dream about the future , hoping to have you cuddled up within in my arms and whispering the tunes of love for you are sun I see shining in my world.
Copyright © William Tubman | Year Posted 2021
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