My Ship Sets Sail for Distant Shores An Unfamiliar Realm The Shore I Seek is Yours Alone And I am at the Helm I check my charts and plot my course And Guide Upon Your Star To avoid the shoals and dire straits And Chase the Wind to where You are I check the skies for birds on wing To lead me to Your Shore I hope, I pray I find You I`d ask for nothing more My sails so torn and tattered Have weathered out the storm The Hurricane We Played In On Your Beach...So Wet And Warm For This Ocean that You`ve Always Owned Is also part of Me Without You in MY Life, My Love I`ll surely cease to be A Broken Hearted Sailor Lost Upon a Raging Sea
Reason for writing:
Dedicated To The Woman I Loved And Lost Forever
Birth sign: Virgo
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