I sit there pulling
my hands idle and desperate...

Things floating upon the surface
expressionate objects moved by tides...

How I love the rain
the sleet and snow...

The leaves of a tree
in Autumn I see...

Strange my lass oh how gentle,
for loud and clumsy could not escape me...

It’s all I can do
to hold on to you...

Sunlight's rays are silver now,
not easy golden as before...

It's the aquatics lack of
balance equilibrium and...

As in dreams as always
so i have no easy borderline...

And the old man
just hinted at in shades...

Shuffle....shuffle....
every one of you a dealer...

Night swimming without water,
in the way penguins glide through liquid...