At Waters Edge..
For you my poet .. the words do pour .. calling like soft waves
crashing upon the shore
At the waters edge... there you stand,
tenderly waiting, heart in hand
With a love so true, I will appear
wanting only...to hold you near, as time has passed ..
we lost what we knew
of two souls together ... me and you
Let me write the words that haunt my soul,
off my page .. to you they roll,
like mornings wet droplets ... of nectars dew
I send this love only to you