leave me alone
or give me the pearl
seldom glanced at
the moon seems to tell me
in the ice of my dreams
that calmness is an ocean
the stars seems to wonder
why i illuminate the vacant shell
and to them i whisper, things they know not how to hear
what if every pupil was a black hole in the universe?
my soul rings out
and is left untouched
by those who know not how
to grasp the destiny
in spontaneous, continual lust
for all the things my dreams bring
my ship, my ship, is sinking dear
so i'll grasp the pearl when given