Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Tidal Confessions

waves crash on the sand
sound subsides into time
every breath towards the sea
I count the waves of you and me
the difference and the polarization
old silent trees tower above 
unaware of a dying flower 
ocean churns fragments of love
speaks obsolete power 
fallen thoughts steal breath and time 
waves carry tidal confessions
passionate winds 
patchouli and lime 
we fall through a sea of obsession
tidal confessions...

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