With an eye on the horizon
And waves crashing on the shore
With a love lost at sea
And his breath on the wind
With an ear to the echo
And an eye to the deep
With salt in the air
And the taste of brine on skin
Roaming far,
Coming home.
nice portrayal... your words form a wonderful image... fine read
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nicely done, romantic, matching my moment, I just saw 'Titanic' :)