the way i'll reverberate
i'll find stars in your eyes.

because the truth is my resonance
and you're but the beauty to me.

but the light fades
when it ceases to be arisen.

those dark pitfalls
are void of
the will of
presence.

as if our voices are
unheard to any beckon.

speak;
and the wind
will be
made apparent.
it shall smell save of
juniper and lemon.