Remember as young lovers our desire
consumed our days and nights to oft repeat
the act of love atoned in fervent fire.
Entangled flesh compressed in deep white heat;
unquenched we licked the flames to escalate
our burning madness, casting sense behind.
To think of separation as our fate
denies a need for faith in loving blind
as long as we hold firm to our belief
our everlasting love exceeds this shore.
When our hearts beat upon that sandy reef
our eyes will open to find love once more.
There has been no regret in tears we’ve shed
In life we loved, so be it when we’re dead.
SEA LOVER
RETURN