I’ve been waiting for you so long. Day after day, week after week. Years have gone by, but still I long for you to come.
The sea is never the same. Waves move constantly and they bring soft winds on me. Salty drops cover my aching skin.
The sea is never the same, but you can rely on me. I’ll be waiting for you.
9 comments:
Yeah, the sea is never the same... but have you considered your dress? I mean... it is unlike the sea... now we have this retro and everything, but still... Nice dress, though.
Oh, ancient mariner, I trust ye' to bring me a jolly dress the next time you'll sail to harbour, eh?
Oh I shall,
with my cross-bow
I shot an albatross,
And the feathers thereof
shall thine body cover, alas.
steady like a rock that's what you are ;)
Oh dear, the shooting of an albatross isn't such a good idea...just bring me the bonnie dress, will you.
Steady, yes, Trijnie, maybe a little stale, too.
Sigh. :)
Say no more, Mick:))
I thought I already commented here, but obvioulsy not... and now I forgot what I wanted to say!
Maybe it was only something important:))
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