Swept away
By the tide that slowly rises
From the ocean floor
So your eyes follow her every footstep
She turns, and in her eyes there is longing
For approval, for love
The heart beats
A rolling thunder
A crescendo of drums.

Far away
She may be to you
Though you hold her close in your arms.
She seeks you.
With a glimpse
You see her love
Reflected.

Fly away
In the last vestiges of autumn
Leaves fall
Before winter's biting cold.
Leaving her whose heart you stole.
Instead, find her
To whom your heart belongs
And whose heart belongs to you.

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