The waves will tumble
The winds will blow away...

I feel the anger inside
starting with a thought...

No one can make me laugh.
Like You...

The rush i feel
the love that forms...

Despite what she nags about.
despite what she says...

She can only hear the ocean
desperately trying to climb the sandy slopes...

She sits there.
Watching him play the piano...

September 17, 2007
Puddle Pictures...

The past I wish was present
no worries or fears...

Disgrace is not the word
disappointment is no where near...

She laughs like there's no tomorrow.
No matter what he says...

He knows her so well.
all of her inner secrets...