Sometimes Alone
Sometimes alone I cry for you
Who upon the waves was thrown
Without a vest to come ashore
Without a passage home
And O my love what could I do
For when we started I promised
Then, that I would swim with you
But you took my eyes
And broke my hands,
So though you threshed and called
I could not tell where
The water grew so quiet there
My only gift I gave
A prayer that if you did not tire soon
You would find a harbor in the moon
And nights when upon my sandy mind
You lay, a patient in a swoon
I would look up and see you there
The one who stole my only tear.
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