Tidal waves we sit and watch
Thundering sounds clashing thoughts
Water flows with such depth and grace
We sit and look with sheer amaze
Currents are crashing and sand is wet
The feeling we have when we first met
The emotions in the tide the surrounding sounds
Was such a pleasant delight to be around
The tiny matter of sheer pasture
Where depth thoughts try to master
You look like you’re lost in space
Where you should be happy with my grace
I took your hand and held it close
You washed it away along with my soul
We sat and laughed and giggled so much
Don’t understand why I`m left feeling hurt
Tidal waves brush past us now
With un knowing clarity and doubt
For what wants once so peace and grace
It`s now washed out into the outer place
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