The Temple's Colouring Book

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A very short romantic poem

Lady of the Waves

Lady of the waves, rising from the sea
My lady of the waves, turn your eyes to me.
Never let the cloud return again to this bright heart,
Never let the shroud of a widow hide your face,
Never let the moon over England see us part,
Never let the tune of soft sobbing take your grace.

Lady of the waves, I hear tapping feet
My lady of the waves, your rhythm so complete
Always let the words of Sinatra show the way
Always let the birds in the morning sing above
Always let the skies shelter, loneliness decay
Always let the eyes of my lady tell our love