Love Story

by David McIntosh   Oct 25, 2005


Standing at the edge of the Big Water

Looking out beyond the farthest point

That breeze, where does it come from

Why does it feel so cold when this sand is so hot

I wish to tell someone my story

About what I thought I had lost

This water and I and the edge of the sky

Is all that I thought I had left

I knew I had loved once but so long ago

It was somewhere inside, not letting go

Tried to move on and do it again

But no one else was ever allowed in

What do you do when this happens to you

Ask my true love to tell you about Boo

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