An Ode To The Lover - Poem by Victoria Hughes
Behind the cabin the door doth creak
makes me wonder where thou hath been
drinking whiskey or deep in sleep
either way t'was not with thee.
The floorboards weaken beneath thy feet
but darling when you hold me near,
my heart doth skip a beat my dear.
The ocean faded slowly away
bringing on a brand new day
the seahorses play beneath the tide,
lovers above like doves they glide.
Ever wonder why you & me
somehow were not meant to be?
reason doth not lie on land or up above
but below the waves, beneath the shore
we belong forever-more.
So close the door on your way in
for if thee don't
head's will spin
Victoria Elizabeth Hughes (1996)
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