Shoreline
I am standing at the shoreline of my mind;
Tender thoughts lap like gentle waves and
trickle onto the sand.
You hold my hand
and I love you.
It is peaceful here in this heavenly haven;
the undulating sea sings a lullaby
of happiness as
you hold my hand
and I love you.
The sun rises on the horizon of my consciousness.
It peeps over the edge of reason and
glistens, sparkling on the water.
You still hold my hand
and I love you.
The fronds of forgiveness infiltrate the fibres
of my fabric and the blurred vision in
the eye of my mind is cleared now.
You will always hold my hand
and I'll love you.
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