The tides of time navigate
The sea's waves crashing
Laboriously into the white
Shoreline.
Sleep moves calmly
In bedrooms as a warm
Light flutters in my heart.
Full-bodied words hang
On the limbs of oak trees
As you pick them off
One by one.
The sea's waves crashing
Laboriously into the white
Shoreline.
Sleep moves calmly
In bedrooms as a warm
Light flutters in my heart.
Full-bodied words hang
On the limbs of oak trees
As you pick them off
One by one.