Sailing Home

The Ocean awaited for me singing

Love without strings calls ahead

Somewhere I knew of my possibilities

The dance took me, I found my way

Longing, loving, lusting mark the path

Bathed in sensibilities I said no to charms

I was going home to nest and retreat

Would I remember if I walked this way

Would my feet know I was once there?


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