Stuck in the rough tides of love,
I'm lost in a tempestuous sea,
Aching for the gentle touch of a dove
To bring some calm to me.
The waves they crash and tumble,
Our love an endless fight,
Deafening roars of conflict rumble,
As we struggle through the night.
The slipstream of passion's past,
When love was pure and true,
Now we're caught in a howling blast,
With no way out, what can we do?
But I still cling to your shore,
And hope that you'll see me through,
Together we can weather any storm,
And mend what once was new.
So let's try to find some peace,
In this stormy sea we're in,
And with love as our saving grace,
We'll once again begin.
©exotyx
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