Not that I have nothing to say
my words are meaningless in your presence
I have nothing to give
my worth is ashes around the fire,
the heat-waves around the sun
as you are the sun
I am an entity filled with desire
thousand and one desires in one
My belongings are grains of sand, washed away
at the touch of your oceanly waves
The heat of my soul, the energy in my eyes
all drained - courtesy of your coquetry
Drunken, weak, drained, and indigent
wondering if I stand a chance
silly me.