If only I could leave this awful place
and find the tranquil waters of the sea

To swim with your abandon and your grace
to lead your life so simple and free

But I must travel through life as a man
as restless and as angry as a storm

I seek out and I find peace where I can
but to my human nature, must conform

What must you think of me out here afloat,
just looking upon your captive as you play?

Upon this large and clumsy boat,
if you could speak my words, what would you say?

They say you dream of men, perhaps you do
but in my fondest dreams, I dream of you.

by DJD Quick/dd

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