Abgeschickt von anna, die angestellte am 05 November, 2002 um 12:20:25:
Your body is the shoreline
Sometimes I am the sea
Clinging desperately
Feeling all the contours
Ebbing away
Pulled by the tides
-- the moon
And digital clocks
Sensitive to nothing
Parting hours --
Time falls through our fingers
Like sand.