The gardens are haunted <br /> And space is a cave <br /> True love's just a friend <br /> To hold diamonds you gave <br /> <br /> The sea is and empire <br /> And life but a spot <br /> Moods swing patiently <br /> To the time that you've fought <br /> <br /> The mirrors don't look back <br /> And words lack my spite <br /> Morning's shift takes no comfort <br /> Not in the day, nor the night<br /><br />Clint Gray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/surf-guitar/
