Strolling on the rocky beaches
ailing as my body reaches
falling pieces. Salty breezes
stinging as this body freezes.

Seated in those frosty sand
fleeted in the solace and
olive tanned, glossy land
said, "give your flossy hand"

Walking in those winter rains  
talking about our inner pains
which pertains. Blister veins
oozing out those sinner drains.