The Man In the Boat

The man in the boat paddling gently through the water moving ahead. while I sit quietly in this black furry coat, simply amazed with his brawny arms. A gorgeous goon. Studying this man's every move I am at halt his eyes deep full, with untouched secrets, emotions that warms my frozen heart. Every night we sail in this mysterious lake under the spell of the night under the moon's sanctity, mystify by this unearthly sanctuary. And some nights he would sing that song of love, but no words i can understand. Only the sweet gentle voice records in mind got me hooked and astound. This unending dream haunted me, which i graciously embraced. Even when you disappear as the stars flee the sky as the sun casts its light. I know I shouldn't be gloomy for when the night comes He'll be back. My beautiful nightmare The man in the boat. >2014-01-21<