The Midnight Ocean Cove

RSM0812

The thirst of water, weighed down with salt,

Across the oceans shadow,

The waves, the moons and tides result,

The sky so dark and hollow.

Take me to your island bay,

Where the fools play.

And dance the night away.

Then to rest, my sleepy love,

My heart you test.

The oceans and the sandy cove.

The dark of night is at its best.

 

 

 

  • Author: RSM (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: November 2nd, 2025 08:32
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 2
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