I sit,alone against the incoming tide,
the love I'm seeking does not appear,
she is with someone else,
tis not to be,
drowning my heartache among the waves,
as the clouds swirl above me,
you smile at me,
yet your heart is taken,
your sweet silky voice drifts across the dancefloor,
all that glitters does not turn to gold,
on the balcony of love I turn towards you,
a kiss upon your cheek I give you,
so I sit here upon golden sands,
gazing at your sweet gentle smile,
awaiting your love that will not come,
I look into your eyes,
seeing there's no love for me,
I gaze at the distant horizon and think of you,
and yet you will not be mine,
one day I will discover my treasure,
smiling beside me as I watch the tide splash onto the shore
Patric
Patric
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