Walking through empty halls
I find myself staring at the window
Where the sunlight dissolves into a vortex of dust and stagnation
And the world seems to crawl inside
Into my thoughts, into my eyes
Sitting on the window sill
I see another day pass by
And I wait in mute expectation
No care if anybody else would
To see if the cold winds bring with her
The fragrance of the fire within and the earth without
I look at the grey of the fading horizon
Wanting my exiled wishes to revolt
Waiting to break free from the self
And fall into the deepest skies
“Maybe I am scared but I know it feels right
Maybe I am quiet but look at my eyes
Their aplomb holds a legendary glow
That annihilates the scorn of uncertainty
Within the skin flows a passion in plenitude
Spotted by the reminiscences of your every move
Your every word that drowned me to dreaming
Every touch that drew away my might”
Echoing a dream of tidal waves and muddy feet
A shy gaze and a smile that melts the heavens
And I am answerable to this ephemeral glance
That ceaselessly commands my breath and my being
The vagrant soul knows not where he treads
The vacuous does not bother
“Don’t think I am strange to me oh unearthly ones
If you would witness something you never can conceive”
It is raining tonight
For the clouds fail to endure the overbearing fall
They grumble and shimmer and viciously churn
To relive the point of no return
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