Drinking hopelessly wet
The petals of the rose drunk
In a bed by the seaside garden
Ship wrecked love, had now sunk...
To the bottom and rising
Salty ruins of times wrath
And of washing machine depths
Found a box of treasures, he hath...
Held once when sailing so
Given to the lady on the ledge
On the shore of sunset awaiting
Dawn came thrice beyond the hedge...
By the garden, such an earthy patch
Planted though the jewels of heart
Many suns melted the time
Waves of stars saw them apart…
Wolf
