Candy floss clouds scurries across expectant blue skies,
She feels alone in this party crowd
With their laughter echoing in her mind twice as loud,
As she feels the agony of the loss of his happy presence
From her life,
She wants to be his adoring wife,
To crown him king of her sheltered life.
The barbecue is hot and sizzling with the succulent smell of steak,
Floating in the stillness of her thoughts,
She is an empty soul without his embrace,
That captured her spirit that had always fought
For a chance of romance,
And a time to dance,
With his natural exuberance that had given her a chance,
To unite her fearful heart and soul,
As she longs for a steep hill to just be carefree and roll
To freedom for her scarred soul,
Emptiness is a reason to hide,
To express her turmoil she dreams of the incoming tide,
Of the wild ocean thundering in her ears,
As she observes the great expanse of sea and sky so wide,
She is drowning in the melodious ocean,
Without his truth of freedom in motion,
She hears his voice calling her name
Across the vastness of sullen skies reaching for fame,
She feels the shame of a past haunted by a power game,
Control with the fear of mental torture.
Suddenly he stands before her looking regal with loving eyes,
He holds her hand and says ‘I’m sure,
My only love, you and I will endure,
Through the history of our time together so pure,
We will reach for optimistic skies,
Leaving behind the angry lies, ‘
Now the ocean shouts from her hearts core,
And the boisterous seagulls squawks and cries.
As in her dreams her king leaves his footprints in the sand,
Along the mighty shore.
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