The Sea Copyright 3/22/97 by Dan Sharpe.

I stand at the shore of the sea,
wishing you were here with me.
Soft, passioned, waves gently lap at the sand,
like I would caress you with my loving hand.
The glow of the Sun fills the crystal blue summer sky,
like the warmth of my love for you would fill up my eyes.
The all covering sea streatches on, ending never,
as my love would cover and hold you forever.
A pair of gulls dance in the salty fresh air,
just like each fresh new morming we'd share.
As I sit down, I write in the sand,
"I love you, please come take my hand."

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