from previous--

he  walked  alone  , he  thought  he  would  like  the  tides  and  waves  disappear  soon by  tomorrow, he  takes  out  his  wireless cell phone  and  sends  a  message--
you  are  draped  in mist  like  loneliness
my passion, my  prayers , my  shame
when you  sing  it  feels
the  echoes  are  heard  on the  sea  shoes
your  voice  , your  silence-why
impress on my  soul
who  are  you to me
what"s  our  relation
who  are  you  to me-
what"s  our  relation