A Grain of Sand
A grain of sand among milions at sea,
washed in washed out by the tide of love,
struggling to reach for the shore above,
choaked by the salt of tasteful lust,
crushed against the rocks of illogical reason,
taken back taken forth by the ocean of passion,
lacking control through the transient elation,
speeding by the corals of inevitable adoration,
helplessly encountering the stings of pain,
the grain of sand convoluted, lost in vain
trying to find its way to solidity out of shame,
the current of reason refuses such tranquility,
the sun sets and rises in a far out vicinity,
the grain of sand still drowining
trying to break free from such verility,
unable to escape for a breath in serenity,
trapped in the current of love
entwined in the tide of reason
dominated by the tension between emotion and treason