What could
it be that you possess
It captives,
I must confess
A turn of
phrase, a shift of thought
The gale in
which my soul is caught
Your word
reflects an ancient rhyme
That bends
the light against the shine
Like setting
sun upon a swell
To stave off melancholy's yell
Reverie
Reverie
The stories of a coastal life once told to me
Come flowing back upon a reverie
'long blistering shores of sprawling northern lake.
Fond memories I never will forsake.
A gentle breeze, though salty not it be,
Brings whispers of that past comradery,
Where anecdotes of distant youth abound
Of joyful times with closest friends around.
The white sails spike up through the steely hue,
As pricks of sentiment such daydreams oft imbue.
And I, reposed on sultry grain-ed beach,
Am jarred from thought by memories of our breach.
Reverie 2
As couples walk and children play
The waves a gentle, easy sway
The beach the same, my thoughts are too
And all I do is think of you
The closest heat I get to passion
Is sweltering clime of this same fashion
Relief from it that never dawns
Tethered strongly to your bonds
Oh when will sweet release arrive
To loose its grip and me revive
This agony must surely end
And with it our connection mend
The waves a gentle, easy sway
The beach the same, my thoughts are too
And all I do is think of you
The closest heat I get to passion
Is sweltering clime of this same fashion
Relief from it that never dawns
Tethered strongly to your bonds
Oh when will sweet release arrive
To loose its grip and me revive
This agony must surely end
And with it our connection mend
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