its the middle of the night
and i stand all alone
along a life full sea.
on a deserted beach
doing something not ordinary
to break our monotonity.
its almost before the end
the one to a long night.
i try make myself cozy
with millions of grains.
but the warmth cometh from
that someone was there
when i was not in my dream.
its back to light now
a cool wind takes away
all the true thoughts
to bring back the other me
the one you have seen
and to hide the forseen.
