Mi Shore.
You are my shore,
I am the deep.
Together we're more,
Horizon won't reap.
A fresh start
of the cold heart.
Thee was the cure,
Those beats were pure.
The deep was the maiden
Contented as hidden.
Ways they can meet;
Just those waves on thy feet.
-For my love, shore.
YOU ARE READING
From Hippocrene
PoetryCollection's of poems and sonnets~ [DISTRIBUTING, COPYING AND PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME] No hates.
