'Though salt stains
And thoughts linger
There still remains
A pierced finger
No precious jewel
But still the same
That which is there
Is 'Behr's domain
All bad be gone
And progress start
Sooner will be
The platypus' heart
Salt will cease
Smells not taunt
And meeting will be
A thing to want
At that moment
When all is done
What will be left
Is nothing but fun
So let noise wash
And colors fade
Touch be numb
And taste evade
When cold seasons pass
And warmer winds begin
The blossom of cherry
Will find you again
Inspired by/Dedicated to: Kiel Alexander Hansen
Created on: September 9, 2010 - 0307