I stand at the edge of the sea,
Hoping Poseidon will bring you to me.
You haunt my dreams, my vision,
But it seems fate is in derision.
Every now and then, my dream comes true,
And I see you in your Navy blue.
I hold you dear and close,
Wish time would have froze.
But you are gone, back to the ocean,
My heart still remains to you in devotion.
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