handcuffed love

waiting long enough in the mid sea
with the shattered sails of hope, and all doubt.

looking directionless through the gloomy eyes -
the future now is a shocking sight

yearning for the silent storm of love - now the
only way closer to the divine shore

but, even when you are very much in vicinity
there is no strength to propose our destiny

unless you give me the energy to flower
the handcuffed love will remain under cover