Wednesday 20 April 2011

Castaway

Sink down to the bottom with me
and discover another world,
we could share this moment and be
as if we had been born anew.
The finer things in life come free
for love's not a crisp note nor pearled
and true happiness has no fee;
at the bottom my smile is true.

Let us now to the surface float
to breathe in the freshest of air,
finding somewhere safe and remote
we can be standed together.
Do not end us a rescue boat
for we live without a care
with our plots happy and unwrought
the future's as bright as the weather.

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