A silent breeze of drapery blown
Engulfs my lungs with vibrant imagery
As some fire lit feelings grown
Shattering window panes,
caked dust scenery
Arcane language in fire lit shards
Reflecting explosive hidden emotions
Beyond curtain, windows still yards
Distanced words fall upon echoless hills
Teeth gleaming, bared, voiceless
For imaginative breath powerless birth
Falls short upon loves horizon. |