The Sea Breeze
Faces in the clouds had now retired
The sun had drowned
The sea breeze slowly softly whispered
a relaxing sound
And in my garden of thoughts
you had tresspassed
brightening it with your light
a dream that surpassed
Before the gentle breeze threatens your light
I will have prayed to meet you
Our souls have now approved of each other
Even though I have not met you
Once again, as messengers of love
The breeze has whispered to another
By Hans Albert Lewis
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