Sparkling granules of white sand,
Petite seashells chasing the seawater.
Trails of two pairs of footprints towards happily ever after,
Waves that destroy inner calmness of mantle layer of the Earth.
Tentacles of jelly fish that slap itch on my fair skin.
Sun, kiss my wholeness and leave your addictive scent.
Hide on the flesh of the sea and take part from darkness.
Darkness burning the horizon demands the sky to bring back the stars and the awful moon.
Boat of mystery keeps dancing as it encounters the horrible waves of the naughty sea.
The unknown singer, six string’s holder, painter, artist and captain keeps on sailing until reaches no where.
Has forgotten the idea of coming back.
Been drunk of happiness, been blinded by the other world.
Heart no longer keeps beating for the one, but for another one.
Invisible string that connects each other’s hearts needs to be cut.
Just to remove the knots of lies and make the truth visible.
Truth that the boat of mystery remembers the unforgotten.
That every sunrise has its sunset, it has and end.
I just need to close my eyes and tell myself, “Yes, you won’t come back.”