Searching

I have been searching
the depths of the sea
gone so long I wonder
will you return to me.

Things must change
it has always been
the atrocities of war
will change it again.

Often thinking about
your smiles like a child
even all about the time
we were free and wild.

This thing won't change
no matter the vast gap
waiting times long past
hearts beat to entrap.

Memories riding the wind
in the warmth of the sun
hearing you softly speak
you, forever my only one.

For I used to search
the depths of the sea
but no more do I wonder
... for you returned to me.




Ariauna Bopp
September 2006