You ebb and flow like the ocean waves,
Rolling in and out on these west coast shores
Tossing the stones and sand-
Letting them tumble all over themselves
In a rythmic chaos
Just like all these memories and thoughts of you
Each tiny grain held fast in my mind,
But sent reeling through my head.

Each month crawling further up the beach;
Sneaking up on me
And then in the same fashion,
Inching back out to sea.

The wind whistling in my ear,
Like all these whispers
That I've manifested in your name
All these stories and make-believe,
Cold and frosty - numbing my limbs just like the Pacific.

Each month crawling further up the beach;
Sneaking up on me
And then in the same fashion,
Inching back out to sea.

A plume of smoke dances about my face
As the cigarette burns to ashes between my fingers
Starved for attention as my mind preoccupies itself.
A caress of your name on my tongue;
Your face contemplated in my mind;
And your actions being deliberated.

When finally the rain begins to trickle down like tears...
So I stand and turn away
To follow the path back to civilization and reality
Letting the rain wash you away
And clensed, I turn from the ocean,
As though you were never there at all.

Each month crawling further in;
Sneaking up on me
And in the same fashion,
Inching away, to be free...