Reblogged from christinastrigas.wordpress.com
If ever anything was true for me
It was your vision I once dreamed about.
It is the way you arose from the sea,
and entered my life filled with more self-doubt.
The changing direction of the soft wind
you walked with a confidence I once knew,
and left your footprints wavering behind.
You spoke with a whisper the faint breeze blew.
If ever anything escaped my life,
it was the words you uttered that bleak day.
You might as well stab my heart with your knife
than abandon my ocean so far away.
I scraped my knees on the sand covered beach
crying out for a touch, kiss or a reach.