Floating Dream

From a distance you are waiting for a word, for a breath

Always checking for a post, for a picture, for a pulse

So you have gone, and seen what lays on the horizon

Can you claim it alone, or shall you call for help

Should I wait at this shore and watch you debate

Or shall I ride the waves and hand in hand retake

That floating dream, that wind tormented turf

And make it home until we move next

I am readying myself for a glorious journey

Where does your heart lay and what does it say?

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