Ukraine

In this sea of black and grey,

I stand out like golden frizz.

Only if you catch me smile,

Do I shine my champagne-fizz.

These charcoal, smokey, granit waves,

Are rocking me to slumber now.

This little speck of flaxen frizz,

Finds comfort in the dingey bow.

Your fragile heart and one-track-mind,

Would get crumbled, broken, see?

By my new friend, this Thunderic Ocean,

Who I now love, at ashen sea.

In this sea of black and grey,

I stand out like golden frizz.

Only if you catch me smile,

Do I shine my champagne-fizz.

A stoic gang of hard-edged statues,

Make up my new lovely crew.

I grip on close to obstinate rock,

That has an ancient, worn tattoo.

Survival, the one word on your mind,

In capital letters and grey,

I see your fair-candy center,

You still are who you are today.

In this sea of black and grey,

I stand out like golden frizz.

Only if you catch me smile,

Do I shine my champagne-fizz.

Acorns

Sailing alone through this dark abyss; you're the one thing on my mind.

These stinging stars once burned so clearly but now our tears will make us blind.

Shooting stars are angels from heaven, falling like acorns on blood stained snow.

You felt so real and smelled like forever, I can't believe I'm letting you go.

If loose lips sink ships, then tortured tongues bury cities. 

I swear I'll find your hand through this ruble and I'll never let you go.