across the sea
God knows how the breadth
while supply is not adequate
Maybe we're sunk
waves swallowed
Hut open to the sky
in the darkness of night pitch
just glowing star star
we wind down the night
sorry dear
I beg you
is not no love in my heart
because it is not time for me
for asking you to marry
sorry dear
and join in prayer
in determining any god
when my days later buried
you still remember me