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Standing upon the bow Of this beautiful ship With the wind caressing my skin With its gentle touch The warm sun Touching me lightly In its warming embrace The sea smells deeply of The salt contained within Absorbing all these things As I think of you Waiting for me Upon a distant shore We have been apart for to long I make this trip Wanting to see your face To see the love you have for me Written upon it Soon my love I shall embrace you Hold you tightly in my arms And never let you go Post a comment in response: |
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