Let me love you in what's left of this life,
for every turn of the tide,
in every ebb and flow of time,
I stand at the beach, looking
at the rising sun...searching the horizon
for any trace of you, lost
in the flotsam and jetsam, awash in the mystery
of my existence.
When I find you, I will keep you as close
as your heart beat...for my heart beats with your
blood in my veins, can you feel this pulse?
Up the beach the wind carries me to the jetty,
where fishermen seek solace and answers
to questions that puzzle them in the night.
What's left of this life with the turning
of the tide again? I've grown weary with age,
but my passion is the same, waiting to find you,
and one day I will hold you as you hold me
and we will love each other beyond time.
Until that day, I'll love you from here,
adrift and dreaming.
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