Sailor
david falcone

she's a sailor, i'm the water

there's an island, lost at sea

when her lover, finds the answer

in the ocean, she will be


there were gifts, of gold and silver

pearls in sand for centuries

left behind in, tiny boxes

passing dreams for memories


7 hours, in a lifetime

sound and silence, all the same

the lonely lighthouse, swept the shoreline

her mother's footsteps, her father's name


she's a sailor, i'm the water

i am endless, she is free

when her lover, holds her closer

soaring high, above the sea