The sun rises magnificently.
I gave you my body to paint. you left my portrait in the cold.
Where humans interfered with Fate is where the moon become a black hole shadowed with evil and consequences.
waiting for warmer days.
I wait for your hand in mine, but the dark and emptiness is absolute.
In these glass cages, my heart beat flutters against my rib cage, begging to be freed.
Your eyes, once earthly diamonds, are now gleaming in the sky.
and, in the face of blind love, everything is forgotten.
the sunlight who burns away all secrets is locked from the underground secrets.
the colors of the season becomes nothing but a gallery of time’s woes and triumphs.