I wrote your name in the sand today;
I wished, and dreamed and willed it to bare,
the estate of my souls longing and prayer.
As the foolish man who built his home,
I could not see,
that what I lived and would die for
would Never be!
Cruel temptress the Sea,
a giver of life.
A thief of her treasures!
Coercing me to beg mercy,
To and fro,
To and fro,
To and Fro.
To the whim of her tide,
Her Highness' supreme pleasure
evident by the laughter in her sparkling blue-green eyes
mocks the heart of my longing!
She retreats and lies calm as empires are built,
with stealth and savage advance returns them to silt.
Bitter tears stained my defeated face
as she ravaged and erased
the lines and curves of your name.
Leaving me
with only the memory of a love
I had longed for and chased
in vain
