Even the breeze is an intrusion when you and I meet
Like a ship on the horizon where the earth and sky meet
Your eyes traced my form on the yellow and red sand
Where the roar of the waves and the gull’s cry meet
It’s like a distant storm as your madness brews
With shuttered eyes I wait till you and I meet
Now your lights are dim and your sails are limp
Why clutch why seek why forage why meet
