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Waiting For The Tide

It's sunset and the sky is red,
By sunrise I'll be found as dead.
I'm waiting as the tide rolls in,
Regretting all that might have been.

Not caring if I see the light
From all the stars or moon tonight.
My story is an ancient one
Of love that's gone, a life undone.

With shivers I have disrobed here,
The coldness tells me death is near
The waters surge about me now,
I feel the chill, I touch my brow

Recalling days that came to pass,
And simple nights upon the grass
While holding close her beating breast
Upon my trembling breathless chest.

A bond was formed while I admired
The precious pleasure we'd acquired
As both our oaths conjoined our Fates
Foretold of old, two true soul mates.

Within my bones the life seeps out
And I can feel a touch of doubt
That makes me think about my choice. 
My heart was given too much voice.

Why must I pay a horrid price
Because my mind gave bad advice.
When I found out she broke the vow
It struck me down, I'm broken now.

But all aglow upon the sea
A vessel floats and passes me.
With sails aloft and lights abeam.
I see her as a gentle dream.

With thoughts of her, the ship I mean,
I cough up spume, my lungs are clean.
My limbs are limp, but I shall live
With all my love still left to give.

A faithless lover I'll forget
And honesty, I'll find it yet.
A gift is life, know peace, grow old,
And treasure love, it may be gold.

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