Moulting - For You

the next is like the first equally shedding more skin you do that again and again and I known each time you look at me we are transformed and so we take each step each page is torn away a day, a week, a month eternity in our eyes this time with you like a wave that never breaks a swell in the heart of the ocean where the two race, play, swim we are the ones we see in the next moment the sun rolls by you lighten up the room again a mirror to the little pools of mystery spilling out around you giving up the secret moulting in the broad day light