Out At Sea
When I cry out your name,
can you hear it out at sea?
My voice echoes inside my head,
but does it travel far beyond my bedroom walls?
My head is furnished with memories of you and I,
are these memories enough to keep our love going strong?
The answer lies within our swollen hearts,
but will they ever deflate to reach what we've been looking for?
Copyright © Laura Chubick | Year Posted 2005
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