When you start to drift
you try
to come together
if
you
dont
sense the senses
wanting nothing
happens together
you need
you dont want
your alone
in this world of silent endeavors
making
love
instead
the war
starts in your head
your heart
bares all
your face
says nothing
bluffing
your surroundings
asking
for nothing
being the one
the only
you
like the tide
coming
back
to the shore
time
and
time again
the drift
hits
the dune
walking alone
the air
intices
the soul
the salts
of
the earth
becoming
the sweat
of
the body
mine and mine
alone no more