I have been washed clean come to me
The ocean waves kind the sea
And I saw how you looked at me and I see.
Looking back at the warm sand white as snow
If I could one day say
I once had love, love chose me.
Now as I look ahead the sea calls me
Back from where you came
And your name was the reason I am not sure
If the ocean is not what it seems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem....Loved reading it twice..Good write.