Meloncholia

Give me your hand and feel my heart
it runs in my veins my soul in my eyes
my blank stare silently sings a thousand verses
I am blank, my mind is with you
you are blind and I am not too kind
you hide your love in a smirk and I bury mine in my eyes
dare to stare in my blank eyes
an abyss of love you will find
but you take your hand away and I my heart

I now hear sounds of fading footsteps
the creaking door of memories
I see the remains of your footsteps
carried by the foams of the sea
it now roams on another land I know
for me you are a washed memory

I sit and count the grains of sand.
I find rotten shells and dust of pearls