Over the sea and far, far away
Intend that life was a yacht
and the sail was our will
the wind was our hope
and the sea our longing
the horizon our objective
and when we meet land
who is our lover
we reach out our hand
and say welcome
my friend
it has been a long time
and long see
but I have not forget
your safe arms
around me
Poetry by Black Hole Poet
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Written on 2007-08-04 at 16:21
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