THE WINDS WERE CALM IN NEED OF REST
A GENTLE BREEZE THAT TOUCHED MY SLEEP
AWAKENED THOUGHTS WITHIN MY BREAST.
THE PHANTOM DREAM THAT PASSED MY WAY
LIKE DANCING MAIDENS BY THE SHORE
WERE LIVING MEMORIES OF THE PAST
I COULD NOT TOUCH THEM ANYMORE!
BUT THEN A SHADOW COULD BE SEEN
PROPELLED BY OCEAN'S CRASHING WAVES
IT SEEMED TO BLOW RIGHT THROUGH MY MIND
BUT LEFT ME LONELY AND AMAZED
THEN SUD'NLY LIKE A PROMISE MADE
THE SCENT OF PERFUME FRESH AND SWEET
BLEW THROUGH THE WINDOW OF MY SOUL
WHERE HEART TO HEART TRUE LOVERS MEET.
Ben Pent
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