Of endless oceans,
Waiting to be one
There's lovers meeting,
When darkness falls
To be swept away,
Into the fragile, unseeing night
There are hidden places,
For invisible lives
Shifting in sweet days of joy
There are hopes to be realized
There are fiery skies that arrive,
To fill our senses
To make us feel alive,
Before we yield to the darkness
There are valleys and mountains,
Between the gathering moments
Of our meanderings,
From hopes to desires
There are oceans to fall into,
There are languorous embraces that wait
There are moments to remember,
In our invisible lives
Ron