This Empty Flow

(but i am) Still

This Empty Flow


Oh your lips are grey 
your dreamy silent waves 
shades on your belly soft 
shades to wash the desert sands 

but I was am I am still 
waters, the sea is calling 
I fall I sink I fall 
waters, the sea is coming close 

Oh as always I try to see 
but your marble eyes kill me again 
salt statues in the depts of seas 
containers 
containers