The ocean seems endless,
the tides come and go.
The sun that makes the waves dance with light
as if alive with a million restless water nymphs,
threatens ever so slowly
to set upon another day.
I sit and wait
and want.
Not yet... not yet...
Now?
as if alive with a million restless water nymphs,
threatens ever so slowly
to set upon another day.
I sit and wait
and want.
Not yet... not yet...
Now?
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