Land of Love/ Poem

Beyond he blues,
After all the waves have died,
After all the salt evaporates,
There is a place-
-where sea meets the sky.
The eternal lovers will meet,
And they will be seen
In an eternal tangle.
The gloomy blues-
Of both of them should vanish,
And they wearing a robe-
Of a new color of love.
No.. no one has seen the color yet.
Waters will be calm,
Winds will smell of the clouds,
And harp notes will be heard.
To see them there, and
To see their love,
My dear, there is one way.
But Only “he” knows where
and He knows how.
Coz I speak love and so does he,
We were meant to be.
He promised to take me there
And he will come today.
I know- you too love love,
Hence together will be our forever.
So my dear, look closer.
Blink no eye and skip no beat,
Miss no wave and be all ears.
He is quick and he is wild,
He is white but not of pearls,
He has wings but aint a bird,
He can swim but not a fish,
He is strong but not a horse,
He is a mystery, but has his story.
So look closer and miss no move,
With him we will swim,
Towards the land of love.
Hold me tight as I have four,
Two will make it hard to stay.
Beyond he blues,
After all the waves have died,
After all the salt evaporates,
There is a place-
-where sea meets the sky.

Written for MindloveMisery’s Menagerie – Photo Challenge #311

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