Sea Love
Sea Love
The Black Sea, Black Sea
Is crashing tonight
Talk to me night sea
Where is my love?
Black Sea Love, my love
Finally. Home now...
-EinStud
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Sea Love
Sea Love
The Black Sea, Black Sea
Is crashing tonight
Talk to me night sea
Where is my love?
Black Sea Love, my love
Finally. Home now...
-EinStud
.
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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