a fading plastic sun I cry

to breathe your odour by my side

afraid a tear could fall and dry... a summer



a drying fish an aimless frown

indifferent words in velvet sound

a stranded love too weak to drown... a sailor



a dreaming plastic moon has died

no more to colour any night

hold back the solemn in your eyes... a moment



a sailing child on waters blind

elate the sundown you will find

and deep inside no sun will shine... for never

				

prevail my part	

come drown me in your sight

				

this painful art

to sear me with no words

				

a searing mark	

come drown me in my world

				

as like a park	

asleep to hold the wintersun