Let me sleep in your arms
Let me touch your charms
The wait has become hard
The pain is ringing alarms
I wish the shade of your locks
Just sitting alone on hot docks
In the silence of ocean beach
The waves hit like the shocks
I imagine touching your lips
Your memory come and clips
The edge of my gloomy heart
Dew of tears falls like drips
The tide of thoughts is hitting
While the dreams I am knitting
My life like the floating island
Far away from me is drifting
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