Love
When seagulls glide through the evening hue
And quiet the chattering wind with their smooth wings.
When twinkled waves dance to the fading blue
And cool the tempered air with many smiling rings.
When time silently displays the finest views
He holds her close and sun sets in between.
In two years of desperate longing,
Assurance of love sings again and again.
Ah, your heroic lover,
Where will you land your first kiss
After those long, long passionate staring?
By Drauntz
© 2008 Drauntz
(All rights reserved)
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