I felt your love like soft rains 

caresses my soul in the mornings,

because I was near.

Colors of my world,

brighter than Eden,

when you are near;

full of love and truth.

Heartbreaking, emptiness:

My days are dry, my soul

is thirsty, the journey seems long.

O’ Ocean friend, please come

Come, build your throne in

this wilderness of hearts,

for I desire your presence,

to bloom again.

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