Monday, July 15, 2013

The Bridge, The Anchor

I feel the rise and fall
Ocean within
I feel the rush of fate
A river between
Our lips carving a way
Weeping at the distance
A fair sight away
From your hand to mine
And my dreams form an honest bridge
As I beg you to return
Each time we go
Up the moonlit stairway
And behind the stonelit waterfalls To land back on the ground
Fly as we might
Becoming my unreal
Anchor to reality
Just pull me down
Let me rest with you