Open Poetry #8 |
California Coast Dreams |
Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
Let the beat start Come get me and my dreams To the hills we stare the sea that calls us there. The depths we cannot understand Of passions that we held Those that continue in our hand And those that we let fall. The heart has become banished From the soul it thought to love And as the days becomes summer It looks for peace it once new of. The peace of water That comes in the form of power Creating a sense of being That will cover your pain. Of a days lost eve On a simple stretch of beach The kind she never looked upon Yet she can see through my words. And of how I love her That my heart is torn As a void replaces the spot Where it once beat true. Now my peace comes from her love That still rests with in me And of California sunsets The kind I have dreamed of. |
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