The road reaches every
place,
the short cut only one,
a hard space between
the rock and a brick
wall.
The short cut, only
one
Oceanside cave
opening.
The rock and a brick
wall
yield to you, beach
primrose.
Oceanside cave opening,
crashing waves of
darkness
yield to you, beach primrose.
Wind and sand, like
diamond cutters.
Crashing waves of
darkness.
Who can resist the
shortcut?
Wind and sand, like
diamond cutters,
polish my hardened
heart.
Who can resist the
shortcut?
A cautious entry into
the cave of unknowing.
Polish my hardened
heart.
When we linger and
kiss salty lips, together,
a cautious entry into
the cave of unknowing:
finest grains of sand
transform to glass art.
When we linger and
kiss salty lips, together,
our road reaches every
place.
