• How am I to say
    that moments can shine,
    like a moon's light
    on a sandy beach bay?

    How am i to say
    life can flow
    like an ocean's wave?

    Love and life.
    two things that can wound and cut deep.
    For something we strife
    we yearn but weep.

    The dark days we own
    we wish to rid
    and wish they are not shown.
    We forbid the memories to float hazily
    while the mind drifts lazily.

    The wounds may cut deep,
    so i ask and beg.
    Dear heart reign repining!
    For these simple wounds
    are just the beginning.