French-Polynesian Island

circa 04-06:

French Polynesian Island

Fifty thousand years of being alone

Naked of the harmony.

That moved itself over me

The silhouette before the setting sun,

Faded memory of life that was.

But I will be submerged long before that

In dark abyss the swaying night

Of silence

And here I wait

And know, that you shall never return

To my breast

Forsaken

And soon shall be

The rest.

Epri