Le Baiser Du Prince (A Kiss From A Prince) 2 Poem by Peter Strugnell

Everybody's searching, and the days seem long,
the body fragile but, the spirit is so strong,
the troubled water's cold, and it has no feelings,
it doesn't care for, the lives of human beings.

The tide is rising, someone help me please,
the sand is shifting, I fall to my knees,
love & understanding, flue and éphémère,
I could live or die here, no one seems to care.

Feel the emotion, all you need to say,
is hold me now, we'll not be swept away,
take my soul, onto a higher plain,
and rise above, this hard hard rain.