The Sand Storms Of Time Poem by Tamara Turner

In the sand storms of time long ago
We both found our selves in a place that we did not know
With bleeding hearts gasping for air we were swept up in the storms of life without a care
We managed to hold on to each other you were always there
You wasn't boyfriend but you were my friend
We care about each deeply that crosses a line that never ends
People think were together and could sworn we were married
Perhaps we were meant to cross paths
But whatever we have is yet undiscovered and buried
Like a hidden treasure buried deep beneath the sands
Even even though I don't understand everything I still hold on to your hand