Tempestuous Sea
I sailed a sea of dreams in hope to find a heart so pure, and free of crippling doubt. I had her pictured in my restless mind, before I knew to wake and seek...
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I sailed a sea of dreams in hope to find a heart so pure, and free of crippling doubt. I had her pictured in my restless mind, before I knew to wake and seek...
It escapes me not that in Grand Central That there’s a Lost and Found center Since Grand Central, and New York City itself, Is often the harbinger of those seeking what they have not...
In that hazy place beneath closed eyes and above dreams, I am sometimes back in the Met on that crisp December day. I’m wandering between the columns, Seeing my face in the black and...
To find you You, as I, are Divine And God is Merciful I do not suffer I have walked along tempests And felt the beauty of such power But I have not known you!...