By: Adrielle R. Bollin
Washes o'er my shore
Soothing dried up sands
Soaking to my core
My soul was dry as dust
All life stood deathly still
My world a quiet desert
The wind my only thrill
I swept the land in travel
I wandered to and fro
Until I finally saw you
The bluest of all gold
I quickly went to meet you
To dance in your embrace
We swayed back and forth
And smiled face to face
Dreamily you held me
While we sailed into the deep
And finally I drifted
Off to restful sleep
Your images put me at peace and tranquility. Sounds a bit corny but true! Thanks for stopping by SheWearSheShares!
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