Arthor Journer


Messages In The Sand

Traced my footsteps to the point where my heart fell
Waves eat my imprints on the saturated sand
It still is easy to love you but hard to love you well
Yet where the water takes my paths is hard to understand
The rising sun glistened like freshly polished gold
The message in the bottle tells the story of you and me
But sometimes the ocean can be so callous and cold
Revealing that I am only a slave convinced he is free
Every crest brings faint memories of us

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