What you say and do,

And take you to placesDeliriously, bannedExcitingly, highWhere words become feelings,And love is just greatAnd there is no healingBecause there’s no hate.

Words and feelings, intertwine,Making Some of them, divine.

All the emotion,It may convey,The dancing waves,All tipped in white,And the seagulls game,As they cry in flight.I miss the Ocean,But I miss you more,As Stars weave dreams,That won’t come ashore,For they are made,Of the wind’s ocean sprayAnd so much of our World,Is thus, blown away,For when Love is gone,What’s left to say?

Loneliness devours towers,And there is no place to hide.

Of truest love,The most sincereThe one poetsKeep dreaming of,Going thru lifeWithout thisIs probably,Our greatest miss.

How many dreamsWill you weaveTonight?To help us survive,Life’s lonely fright.