Lonely ShoresPosted on April 20th, 2016 1 comment
I still sit here,
on these lonely shores,
awaiting your arrival.
My eyes tired of searching the sea,
my shoulders burn from the rage of the sun.
The tiny candlelight of hope inside me
serving as a humble lighthouse for your travel,
flickers in yearning.
All awaiting your slightest touch at my shoulder,
your thoughtful eyes to finally meet mine,
your warm smile to revive me. Hand in hand we would walk off
this beach upon which I have waited for so long.
But until you arrive,
Beautiful! There is depth in those verses. It doesn’t quite sound like you but then again…Love it!
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