I can recall the day.
I captured it in a bottle; Timeless......
Imperishable, so I thought.
I was so naive to believe that you could relieve the eternal flame that burns within me.
The rock I had to have to represent what I assumed that we shared has changed.
Although it IS beautiful, time has ripped across it's smooth surface and, it's luster has worn away
The sand is no longer tan,but, a murky,lonely abyss that captures the rock and changes it's hue
The water that was once so clear has something growing in it
I can't believe that my innocent adolescent gesture could be so true to us and what we've become
you are the sand
the rock, constantly sinking in you as you tear into me.
Infecting me....suffocating my mind
On top of it all......
THERE IS SOMETHING GROWING IN IT!!!!