Soft winds push up against me
The near future is my enigma
Hard metal crushes my hand
Soft blonde hair in the clouds

Shiny glass rubs against the sand
Emerald stars amazed by dirt
Affection-ism shown by laughter
Black leather quickly collapses the tunnel

Lovely heart fooled by discreetness
Diamond body melts the core
Cotton surface makes everything better
Waterfalls revealing closing emotions

Quietly I saw no end
I am sorry for wishing I were dead
Graceful appearance makes me crumble
Months it has been since I did not want to crumble

Handed by me pressed up against sand
Do I miss these times I had
Sadly there is no retribution
Forward unto motion I see the floor