Heart doth wax & wane as moon
In rising tide does she swoon
Caught up in a sea of emotion
Drifting in a current of love potion
Should she take a little measure
Will it bring a life time of pleasure
Enticing thoughts from distant shores
Heart racing as she hears his calls
As fate will her message as in a bottle
Timeously arrive upon his distant shore
Will life's journey finally take her
To love that she's been searching for
Lovely Tia lets hope that bottle has a first class stamp on it 10 +++ Chri
There be ne're a majique potion for l'amour, jeunne femme....Yet there be majique from the pour of this poeme, mon ami! Excellent Work, Tia ! F j R 2009
A message in a bottle,100 million castaways looking for a home.. Always loved that song :) Miss T
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely! enjoyed it very much. Thanks for sharing.