Numb fingers
Cold to the bone
Shivering body
Quivering lips
Passing by of other ships
High tide
Crashing waves
Making me nauseated
Working hard
And feeling like a slave
Dark night
No stars in sight
Fog on its way
All dark and grey
Soaking wet
Are we not there yet
Minutes feel like hours
Tomorrow seems so far
I’m still thinking of you my love
Wherever that you are
Soon the war will be over
Soon the noise will stop
Soon your get your harvest money
From all our precious crop
Wait for me my love
As we both look up to our shared moon
It won’t be long my darling
We will be together soon
- Author: misskay ( Offline)
- Published: August 28th, 2018 03:51
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 35
Comments1
Aww thanks you 😘
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