The Sandy Waves

Oh the sexual grief! I live in the fire

For my heart's desire has wept,

Alone at last are the agonizing thoughts

I cry like a teenage girl

Waiting for her heart to come home

And all this time

I was so sure of myself

And all this time

I was distant...

Shall I suffer in wit from all of these confessions?

The sandy waves touch my feet

And so much more,

I shall thrive off love alone!

These eyes of mine are coming on too strong

The presence of my willingness remains

And all this sultriness allures me

The deepness in my soul roars

Tomorrow I shall die a lonely stranger

For a stranger is at rest all the time

I feel my dreams rising once again

The brilliance of time is here.