Sugar coated lips unleash sickly sweet words that crumble from within.

Ears sift through ploys and half-truths that seek to enter the realm of my understanding that is not rightfully theirs.

Blonde hair whips and twirls in the many turbulent winds of change.

Azure eyes follow the tail of a shooting star, from sky to sea; watching memories of the future and hopes of the past, where they fall and fuse with the foam curling off white caps in the see of life, never to be found again.