I want to the sun late wake up
can not be crowing cock
I won't this morning to be the last
feel your spirit breath and winner soul
I see all his dreams fulfill space
I hate them but love him
I sad all nights for my love will go
even though we love the future
you're ready with everything
the ocean has been waiting there
waves welcoming with the whistling wind
as a sign of adventure begins
Alone I try to understand
I pray to Lord for the ocean and wind
for escorting you come back
bring future and wedding ring
The poem I dedicate to my friends who deserted by lover to a cruise ship or work the other country.
By: ega
July 06, 2011
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