Must I wait, For another
Ship of fools
To disembark disappointment
To again witness
The beauty of your
Deep blue eyes.

Drowning with tears, of sorrow
For your future
I see, not happiness
Within a tomorrow.

His heart is stone
Yours is breaking
And mine bleeds
As, I Die each day.

I continue
To see you, my world,
sobbing, by the sea shore
Where the waves crash, without pity
Eroding the jetties
As time erodes, my dying heart.

My soul fears, the horizon
For one day
He may return, to rekindle
An old dying flame
Dousing mine
As if it was, just a game.

By: William Bonilla
3/30/04