Drifting as a lonely nomad
Under the evening sunShe is all alone and strandedSailing up and downLike a pearl in the oyster,To the never ending music of waves...Or is she a jelly fish idling in the water
With painful desire, she craves?
Hope and fear in her painted black eyes
'Oh, where is my man?'
Who left her behind to break the ice
Making her wait for someone.
Let the prince show up to give one true kiss
To guide her swim ashore
And make her life a real bliss -
Till then...
She is a lonely traveler,
Gently striding along the tides...!
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