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Sea Dreams.

In dreams that free the tangled man
you walk on beach of fine white sand,
it’s in your soul to yearn this so,
a struggle yes! but we shall go

I know you dream to smell the sea
to fill those lungs with ozone free
to feel warm breezes brush your skin
taking pain from deep within

the sea a vivid colbert blue
on crest of waves a dream or two,
your slim brown feet will curl and flex
as salty ripples flow and ebb

dream dear man for it will be,
to walk the sands again with me,
to feel the sun on tortured skin
to ease all damage held within

for if I have to carry thee,
among the palms your limbs will free,
your eyes will see, your heart will soar,
the pain no longer at your door.

“Sea Dreams” that deep become,
a wish for thee, that will be done…

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