shuffling my feet over the waves of the sea..
newborn anthuriums stealing kisses from my hand..
they are the offsprings of winter
unmindful to the possibility of death
and the pain of loss..
tonight i'm a ghost..
a phantom in the moonlight..
relaying events
to an audience of stars and my reflection..
alone and bitter..
like her songs..
i listen to the music of the water crashing to stones..
and little pebbles making bautiful dropping sounds..
like a dive from the sky..
a plunge to the abyss..
my body will be a silohuette
when it touches the water..
slow to immerse..
unknown as love's departure..