Island ahoy, off the port bow.
Longing to see my Love given this distance we've been endowed.
Only the crashing waves could ease this weary heart as;
Verily, as I wade through the seas, to lessen our time apart.
Every second, this journ' takes its' toll so.
Yet again, wishing I could find our home so.
Oh, swell swells, how thy adventure once enticed me;
Until, I met ye Love, whose embrace is so enticing.
So I'll sail all seven seas,
On faith just to reach ye.
Most may have stopped at said island then.
Unfazed, I'll remain on this path to ye my friend.
Chilling tides nor sea beasts about can stop me from seeing your smile, so
Here I'll sail, continually so, till I find your isle.
