Waiting By The Shore

The storm shades me from the sun

My heart floated out to sea

The empty bottle you sent floats

among the sea foam

Come find me

I will be waiting by the shore

as my life withers longing for

you to return to me by the sea

The tides come in and leave as you did

My heart floated out to sea

An empty bottle still wades along the shore

Come find me

I will be waiting by the shore

as my heart keeps hope that you return

to me by the sea

Reviews

[wordman]

a beautiful longing write,waiting on his return to take you away

[Jen]

Thank you wordman for your review, appreciated!

[wordman]

it was my pleasure

[Misery]

Much longing and alone-ness in your gentle poem, dear Jen.
Did the image inspire you, or is your heart revealing its own sorrow?

[Jen]

Thank you dear Misery for the review. The picture fit the sorrow.

[Misery]

I am very sorry. I hope the sorrow does not linger like an unwanted house guest.

[Jen]

You have this kindest heart. Thank you for your concern, dear misery Sorrow is simply part of the acceptance, of a love that was not meant to be.