Please meet me on the shore tonight
Where we always used to meet
Upon the dunes of golden sand
On our old private driftwood seat
I’ll take your hand if you’ll allow
We’ll walk barefoot long the beach
Just like we always used to do
When true love wasn’t out of reach
Seashell treasures in the moonlight
May rekindle thoughts of love anew
Strange things are known to happen
They happened there for us once true
One more time on the shore tonight
If the moon’s reflection kisses sea
The waves may sing a lover’s lullaby
To bring you forever back to me.
Myrna
Regis
Lovely write Fee..love your gentle heart..
Vesna:)
Take care,
Sherry
Allen
I feel your heart in this but, my friend, rekindling old flames is a much more difficult task than lighting a new fire. I'm not saying that it's not worth the effort but many new shells are waiting to be gathered from the shore with no pre-conditions. Walk the shore, my friend, and gather your most vibrant and colourful dreams.
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*
Love Tinka
:)Ch'erie
Love,
CJ