Whitefoam Kiss

Laying on the grass, letting time pass
The ebb and flow of crystalline winds splashes through our hair
The ocean's current is currently whispering
Ancient secrets of sand and despair
As it crawls slowly toward us, the surf extends its salty whitefoam kiss upon our lips
its velvet sandy hips upon which we rest will be our final bed, our sinking ship
Requiem, r.i.p.
The sea and I share a malevolent last look as its riptide arm above envelops us in shadow
Sleep, my love, young life so fleeting
I told you we'd be together forever
Somewhere in my illusioned hell, love lies retreating.