Vast gulfs of air lay between us
the wind moans your name...

A thin line exists
self esteem and arrogance between...

Through years as through days
even hours, minutes, moments...

I dip my quill in ink
yet know not what to think...

Every moment is composed of both joy and sorrow
one taints the other...

Life is like sunbathing on a sandy beach
During a Hurricane...

I'm talking to you
over numerous miles of wires...

I face you
through blades that have...

Lives were lived
that are now over...

In my own mind
I take on forms of countless avatars...

To have this moment last a lifetime
if it must not last forever...

Beginnings may be a dime a dozen
but endings come by their millions...