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Longing

Oh no sighs, nor do weep
These waters green run so deep

Oh how slowly it doth sail
A ship with woman pressed against its rail

Do not sigh as you gaze the sky
Nor to long before our day is nigh

Green water’s that so softly flow
Lift my heart that is so low

Bring to me my true love please
Softly flowing on the breeze

Softy, softly come to me
The woman I want, need to see

Oh woman who I so need
come to me, so my heart can feed.
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Posted: Nov 2010
About this poem:
Written for a love that is far,far away across the world.

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