Titanic



Thing of beauty yes you are
But what is beauty anyway
Here to be tossed on the sea and disavowed by man
Because beauty surely cannot go away with him
On the long descent down
To the sterling abyss
In the deep of the ocean
Lies a home on the floor
Where you cry

Retrospect

Glittering and almost there
Is retrospect
I can feel the wave and smell your hair
In retrospect
So close and yet it never bends
This time of mine that never ends
So much I could have done with you
But my world has been cleft in two
In retrospect