Treasure Island

Chris Cariad

(June 10,1989 - Present / Paducah, Ky USA)

Timeless


The love I gave to you
In the sands of time,
Is now rocked by the waves of thunder.
The lies I told to my dying soul
Is now growing farther from the docks at home.
I ruined my chance for a lasting love
Because I never could open up.
You where my light,
But I could never shine.
I let those dark waves be our decline.
I shall fight for you my dear
To bring back your humble face.
Look around for this port of love,
I want to once again be saved by your grace.
I fight these waves
And pass this path of disaster.
To these calming pristine waters
As the current became my master.
I find my way home to these loving ports,
Falling into your arms
As the waves surround us.
In the sands of time our love shall stay
Forever we will be boundless.

Submitted: Saturday, April 28, 2012

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