The Sea Copyright 3/22/97 by Dan Sharpe. |
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| I stand at the shore of the sea, wishing you were here with me. |
| Soft, passioned, waves gently lap at the sand, like I would caress you with my loving hand. |
| The glow of the Sun fills the crystal blue summer sky, like the warmth of my love for you would fill up my eyes. |
| The all covering sea streatches on, ending never, as my love would cover and hold you forever. |
| A pair of gulls dance in the salty fresh air, just like each fresh new morming we'd share. |
| As I sit down, I write in the sand, "I love you, please come take my hand." |
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