Lock love low,

somewhere underneath the foam,

the curve of the water

will assemble what you cannot show,

It's cool, the frame will concur

just like it always has,

just careful with

the lies fill

the air up with your laughs.

Lock light low,

somewhere underneath the show,

the curve of the ocean

will assemble what you say's not known,

the fools in frame

will observe

the questions in your path,

just careful with

the excuses

hidden 'neath your hat,

'Cause Love flows

always somewhere 'neath the slow

silent curve of Life's learning

to assemble what we say won't show,

and moods like blame

won't alter

despite what always has,

just careful with

your eyes,

they fill up truth despite your laugh.

Lock her low,

somewhere underneath the foam

the curve of the water

will assemble what you'll never show,

it's cool 'cause shame won't

alter

despite what always has,

the love that's deep

within

your heart,

despite your lack of laugh.

written by Rose Loya, copyright 2008