Sea Of Strangers

 

 

 

In sea Of Strangers,

You've longed to know me,

Your life spent sailing,

to my shores.

 

 

The arms that years,

to someday hold me,

will ache beneath,

the heavy oars.

 

 

Please take your time,

and take it slowly,

as all you do,

will run its course.

 

 

And nothing else,

can take what only---

was always meant,

as solely yours.