Sheri Walters

(Richmond, VA)


A cold wind blows as the
moonlight shines down upon me
I walk the night as a ghost on
the shore of the lingering sea

The ebb and flow of the tide
is as sure as time could ever be
Like the ebb and flow of the heart
that ever yearns to be free

The shadows of night gather
around this gelid heart of mine
A sheath of night to stand guard
against all things baleful or benign

The thickening mists of time enclose
the paths of mine forlorn desires
Forever shadowing the unerring way
to your hearts beaconing fires

So I sit somber and heavyhearted
gazing placidly into the dark seas
waiting for the light of your devotion
to chance upon my love and set it free

Submitted: Saturday, January 10, 2009

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