I be upright against the roar
Suffering the sand to the shore
Behold for within my hand
What’s like grains to sand
Through the clouds the sun creep
A yellow face at me peep
While I weep while I sleep
Tell my lover that I grasp
Natures beauty with a clasp
For her it is that I save
My words for her that I gave
Don’t sound as they seem
For she’s a vision not a dream
Inspired and influenced by Edgar Allan Poe
