Your Eye’s Poem by David Blake

Sandy sadness as the waves
croious the shore. Moving with
the unending rythome of time the
tides come and go. Memories
like rain pour renewing the
moarning of my soul. Sonds
forign and unknow coming from
places I will never go, like a
lover longing for more. Never
finding peace within the solitunde
of my sorrow deeper into the pit
of darkness I decend, as I stair
into your eye’s.longing for more.