TAKEN FOR GRANTED ---TIMES TANGO

I listen it earnest as and end I demand
but god is writing his words
in the sand

I never did vision
the star she held
close to the heart
a fool was i
but beauty ran before my burning sky

My feet are at the oceans pledge
surrounded in spiraling shells
hair as silver as the foam
and skin pale as broken bone

A TANGO DANCED
PAST THIS GRAVE
DARKEST AS A HAND
HELD OUT