Thoughts of a Cluttered Mind


The wind whispers a silent tune
The waves sing the rhythm of joy
The waters wet the soft sand
The foam touches my feet, my senses

The lighthouses, the seashells
The salty weather, the fisherman boats
The tall trees, the beauty around
Will the beauty be there for ever?

Along the endless shoreline
I wish I walk with her
hand in hand, just us around
With the birds flying above

Whispers she could only hear
Her fingers brush my hair
A world I see in her arms
I wish I live this day, maybe some time...

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