Here I lay down by the sea
Up above I appear to be
flattered by those stars
To gaze and glisten is to touch
For love can be a poor man’s crutch
If he’s flattered by the stars
Her warm bliss meets mine
We bide our time
Clenched together,
As she makes them ours
Pointing to reflect,
Too many to inspect
I trust that my mind is now free
A blaze in the sky,
Cool water in her eyes
Exuberance refuses defeat
Naked old clouds,
Cross the bridge down
Lovers abide,
A vengeful tide
But night shows face,
She leaves me in grace
Not for long, but for today
Memories now keen,
The patterns show clean
Signaling better days
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