shadows on the sand
She moves like a shadow on the sand Twisting sidewise against the ripple and Darkly testing us for silicate and rust Footfalls tread in the melancholy dust The colours there represent a simple pallet But she tells me that she has more left The choice is simple and is easily balloted What more can i do to stop being alone But she will not help me solve her clue There i am a single singley chosen hue Deserting her love choice multiple tone.