Flowing Tears

a fading plastic sun I cry
to breathe your odour by my side
afraid a tear could fall and dry... a summer
a drying fish an aimless frown
indifferent words in velvet sound
a stranded love too weak to drown... a sailor
a dreaming plastic moon has died
no more to colour any night
hold back the solemn in your eyes... a moment
a sailing child on waters blind
elate the sundown you will find