Just like the flow of a thought
Our story coherently played out
Each event like an intention ought
To float on a wave of doubt
Crashing on the shore of memory
It was foamy and filled with greenery
And the birds did feed on its nutrition
And words written in the sand, destruction
Of very moments that were sweet
Now washed clean as a sheet
May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 2:55 PM UTC
Just like the flow of a thought
Our story coherently played out
Each event like an intention ought
To float on a wave of doubt
Crashing on the shore of memory
It was foamy and filled with greenery
And the birds did feed on its nutrition
And words written in the sand, destruction
Of very moments that were sweet
Now washed clean as a sheet
