For A.J.O

As lonely as a rock

I sit on a log

listening to the ocean waves

As cold breeze touch my dampened face

With this remorse of murder I've done

A burden that makes me weigh a ton,

as surfers happily pass me by...

I thought about the love that died.

On black I've covered up for warmth

As I alone, set this funeral up.

With trembling, guilty hands I have

I carefully lift up into the sky

The horizon where ocean meets the sky

where the soul of our love is bound

welcomed me with open arms

and whispers happy endings don't exist.

We tried and planned for a beginning

But I killed the love before we are in it~

I did not mean to,

But I am fool for I have done it.

The birds flew by and lots of passersby,

cars behind the highway one rushes by,

it made me realize it's time to go

this ash of love I wouldnt want to let go, but I've to.

I folded up a paper boat

and loaded it with al the memories.

This corpse of love that I had murdered

and set it out the sea and watched as it went further

With a silent whisper of farewell

and a drop of final tear

I let out a sigh

and got back inside my car.