Alien

Posted by Brad Osborne on May 24, 2021 · 22 Comments 

 

 

I have roamed through every land

Seeking that special one for me

Dug through all the dirt and sand

Bleeding hands and bending knee

But there was no sign of you

So, search did I the ocean blue

 

Diving vast briny world I roved

Not finding the one to keep

Searched each trench and every cove

Scoured the darkest and the deep

Unfound, unknown, I knew not why

So, one great leap into the sky

 

Tore apart each cloud like cotton

As I soared to the greatest height

My hopes and dreams the forgotten

As you remained hidden from my sight

And from the loft of eagle’s rook

I wondered where else I could look

 

Must I leave the earth that I love

Transit the most dangerous place

Find my one and only somewhere above

In the dark and cold of outer space

Maybe this is the most ironic pearl

That you must be from a different world

 

 

 

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