New rhyme game

Ships on the sea are silently gliding
Sailing home to the arms of loved ones

They say pride comes before a fall.
Soon all will know where weve been hiding.

Removing love's first rapturous blooms.
Our guilty secret revealed to all

But always, there's a price to pay
Not too long before real life looms

Hearts full of love but still forlorn.
There's so many things that's left to say

But all too soon he’ll be homeward bound.
Until then we will greet each morn

My lover, whose arms around me might soon fold
How wonderful that he's come home, safe and sound