Actually a poem I wrote to a beautiful song.
Wandering far in this sea of longing
No one to say
Don't go away
For I'm all alone in this starry sea
Alone, alone, all, all alone
I feel the sweet tides wash o'er my toes
The people of sand
The small little hands
Are traveling over my ivory soul
Alone, alone, all, all alone
My warrior, my friend, my mystery being
Come here, come hither
I need you 'fore I wither
Don't leave me- alone in this sea of unknown
Alone, alone, all, all alone
I could never live without you- though I have but yet to live
Please- never go
For I would never grow
And to never grow- would be a curse of great sorrow
Alone, alone, all, all alone
I see it is long, it is hard- it is painful
But now- just wait
More love- no hate
We will be close in these years of waiting
Alone, alone, all, all alone
After it ends- my friend, bliss will be upon us
We'll be close in more ways-
And smiles will fight Sun's rays
We'll make it- I say- and never we'll say-
Alone, alone- all, all alone
Wandering far in this sea of longing-
Poetry by Inchworm
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Written on 2007-04-21 at 22:26
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Alone, Alone
Alone, alone- all, all aloneWandering far in this sea of longing
No one to say
Don't go away
For I'm all alone in this starry sea
Alone, alone, all, all alone
I feel the sweet tides wash o'er my toes
The people of sand
The small little hands
Are traveling over my ivory soul
Alone, alone, all, all alone
My warrior, my friend, my mystery being
Come here, come hither
I need you 'fore I wither
Don't leave me- alone in this sea of unknown
Alone, alone, all, all alone
I could never live without you- though I have but yet to live
Please- never go
For I would never grow
And to never grow- would be a curse of great sorrow
Alone, alone, all, all alone
I see it is long, it is hard- it is painful
But now- just wait
More love- no hate
We will be close in these years of waiting
Alone, alone, all, all alone
After it ends- my friend, bliss will be upon us
We'll be close in more ways-
And smiles will fight Sun's rays
We'll make it- I say- and never we'll say-
Alone, alone- all, all alone
Wandering far in this sea of longing-
Poetry by Inchworm
Read 487 times
Written on 2007-04-21 at 22:26
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