The Dock

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The boat is easing up to the dock.

My friend you have returned

And tears fill my eyes.

Alas the reflection of the summer sun

Upon the water stings my eyes

As I frantically search for you.

My heartstrings play your name as my feet

Carry me to you.

Arms and legs no longer heavy.

Heartbeats fall into sync.

Our smiles speak of perfect happiness.

Bliss unspoken.

And there upon the dock we are home.

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