Behind the mask of a smile, things are more easily hidden. Lies tear the world apart as if the desert were to swallow the ocean...
She watches from her vantage point; A rickety rocker in a second-story bedroom Her gaze drifts to the shifting sands, Once alive with strangers and friends, Years barren and wasting as the ache in her hands Her sullen silence a self-imposed isolation In her empty kingdom of the sea Sands dancing gainfully Right where water used to be Driving through the rusted boat husks Rising, falling, swirling like what's lost In her mind she sees it again: Sapphire canvas embed with shining diamonds Lit like fire under the blazing sky Intense as the depth in her one loves' eyes All of the sea could fit inside Its beauty may well have been written Like a tattoo across his face Beautiful pearl-smile like night and day; On one side, stark and gleefully bright On the other, tongued lies dark as night In him, all her oceans did reside Her world fit in those beautiful eyes, It's no wonder her oceans are gone
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