Hush, hush

Hush, hush, love
Your fingertips are cold
Tears tasting like the
Foam washing over our feet
As we stand on this shore and
Look to the endless ocean
So afraid

Shadow figure
Swirls of molten gold cooling in the sand
Lullabies of lost islands
Soothing us towards dreams

Ink-stained fingertips
And ribbons tossed to the wind
You are my message in a bottle
I know these shadows hold
The secrets you never told me
Hush, hush, love