Hearts bonded/

The feelings that never die/

Rise, tender heart, rise/

Show the love that makes us cry/

Sand beneath our feets made bare/

Hand in hand with love and care/

Sounds of the rushing waves/

Splendour....as upon the skies we gaze/

"I'd love you until time ceases to be" /

But I must meet you first, and awake from my dream /

Return, tender heart, save the lonely 'lad'/

Those times, those are the times we never had.

-THE BLACK POET

I love this poem..