jahagreen

There once was a sign that read Do not cross, the ocean's rage lies ahead A misty smoke bewildered me As ancient sand crawled out from sea Each rain flew down as a fang Waves echoing what angels sang I found a shack nailed to the shore You left me that and nothing more Its walls could talk and they could sing You gave it almost everything Yet when through the cracks pierced a draft Those walls never wept on my behalf Sunset came with a painted face Whose lines and curves I blindly traced The wind whispered you lay behind the sky The sea argued you were far too high So at each moon I blew a kiss farwell And tore at the sand, f