Waves

waves
waves
waves
and every path was flooded

waves
waves
waves
and his heart nodded

waves
waves
waves
kept falling upon cities and skycrapers,
washing stones and banners,
brightening caves deep inside the skin
where only scars were allowed to sleep;
scars that used to tell stories
but over time they've worn out the passion,
now it's too late for them to speak.

waves
waves
waves
(he says goodbye,
my friend)