Sunday, June 08, 2003
summer: part i
the salt wind meets my face
and gets caught in my hair.
i try to untangle it,
but the wind likes it there.
i guess i'll let it stay.
the sand warms under the sun
and gets between my toes.
i try to free them,
but there's just too many.
i guess i'll let them stay.
the waves crash down
and the letters i wrote are no more.
its hands pull back,
and the tide erases the memory.
i guess i can rewrite it, though.
the birth of summer
has left on me some permanent marks.
the warmth of the sun,
long days have begun.
i guess ill let them stay.
copyright 2003 mai kozai
silence is also music. {7:23 PM}
