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Mid File ... Until Tomorrow ... Bruce DeBoer
Just a Sunday offering, to ensure you don't moan.
Just a few colourful corners, of a place I call home.
Just another castle wall, from a colourful history.
Just to explain, that this love I feel, is no mystery.
Within the harbour at anchor, ride fishing boats.
Within calm salt waters, swans serenely afloat.
Within watery blues, tinted with red as the sun starts to set.
Within my heart, a colourful celebration that we met.
Another peaceful Sunday, to appreciate before retiring to bed.
Another opportunity to ensure, that nothing remains unsaid.
Another chance to appreciate your touch, and with it the thrill.
Another day to "Feel Your Colours", for I am alive still.
Until "tomorrow", when the castle walls fall destroying our past.
Until "tomorrow", when this sea dries and exposed sands will last.
Until "tomorrow", when the greens of grass, turn to a vivid blue.
Until "tomorrow", when I die, I will continue to love only you.
There is only one way to say
"I Love You"
But there are thousands of ways to demonstrate
Enjoy . Steve . Aka . The Old Sea Dog . 2002 . ©
An Original Created By "This Steve" for your enjoyment
