There is a lovely island
with glistening, shifting sands
With palms and grasses swaying
To breezes of romance
The water's azure brilliance
Against the ivory beach
Compels me to the shoreline
Where love's just out of reach
I toss aside my garments
And dive into the sea
And swim with all my ardor
To where your craft I see
Out anchored in the harbor
So far from all that's known
I race out there to meet you
I swim, but swim alone
I long to sail the ocean
To view a foreign shore
To taste exotic flavors
To wonder nevermore
I thirst for pleasure's secrets
A hidden rendezvous
I long to feel the passion
I only feel with you
And then the waves close over
In salty tears I drown
Your ship has sailed without me
And I must die alone
© by Dona Lou Pearson
January 2000, Dona Pearson (donalou) Interview sections you may visit (click)
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