Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Oceans

i see everything
and every morning sees me
every touch deceives me
every color reads me

i see everything

and every evening sees me
every road receives me
no one ever needs me

like flowers in the morning

and brown bottles at night
every thought is past and future
nothing is tonight 

there's a message in this bottle

throw it out to sea
throw it out to see
if it comes back to me

there's a message in this bottle

i'm drinking it to see
i'm drinking it to sea
if oceans can be free

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