By prezioso
Date: 2002 Aug 28
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You

In the simmer of the sea
words tend to fail.
No matter how foreign and far,
it is the same sad tale.
That I look for You in all I witness.
In every nameless woman
and every hidden mistress.
In the break of the mid-Atlantic waves;
there, there exist memories of You
my vagrant heart saves.
I wish You would return like the tide to the night.
As the sea to the shore.
I pray sometimes You just might.
It is a dream my love insists and foretells;
only to depend on wishing wells.
It's been so long since I've looked in those eyes.
So many sunsets, so many silver-lined skies.
I cannot even remember what was more captivating;
was it your benevolent smile, or those angelic eyes?
In sleepy sanctuary I ask myself,
risking the strength of the heart
and all of it's wealth;
Do I dare dream again?
For now I find the fate
of an open heart is grim.