Seaside Memories

From the window I look out
at the sea, and think,
oh what you took from me
a love that was young and handsome
determined to sail this sea
leaving me alone with nothing
but seaside memories.

Beautiful memories of strolling
and making passionate love on the sand
fragrances of this vastness making us heady
the love was amazing and grand.
Now they are just memories
of what will happen no more
because of this raging sea
there is no more love on the shore.

At night I dream of him
he comes to me from out of the sea
once again we are on the shore.
He is saying softly, goodbye to me
I love you but I cannot stay,
he whispers in my ear
I now belong to the sea.
Always know you are my last;
I love you oh so dear.