flowing from mine was but a thought <br />gone by you <br />and how you like the beauty of my sea, <br />and all alone going back to the top my lonely talks <br />down the Length of the Beach. <br />You heard that vague wash the thunder measured <br />by the light before sound ever reached us <br />foam between my toes, heart too heavy i reach down <br />and the wind takes it/was grey far away <br />and as you and and i and each once one leaves <br />one walks the past each weary beat each wave <br />strains moon above monotonous. <br />Around me were the makings my castle <br />they move sandy dunes echo, <br />beyond me the cold <br />and i wade through the foam at our feet <br />silenced you smell of the sea - We two will cross my death <br />and the ages lengthen <br />before you again will hear this noise <br />your song above me <br />as i wait for the suns bright warmth to rise upon me. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />s.t.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mine-was-but-a-thought/
