Silent white morning
Hosts a red velvet hunter
Crimson stains the snow

The cloud rolls into view
One that's always there
Lingering just outside the blue

It will seep into my eyes
And I will have to brave the rain
Yet through the somber skies

The sun will peek in
Just to see how I have been

There are days
When the curses
Weigh heavy
On lips and shoulders
Despite being built
From hollow words

If you listen very closely
You can almost seem to hear
The sound of faeries dancing
Upon a sea of fallen leaves
To an autumn evening hymnal
Carried by the river's humming course
And the beat of bright red embers
Cracking in the frosty breeze

We feel happiness
In moments vivid and fleeting
Nothing more than
A birdsong chorus
Or the flutter of butterflies
In the breeze

You must see
Through roses
Pressed
As thin as lips
Hiding such
Sharp teeth

You found the cracks
In my soul
And poured your light in
Through them
So that I could
See myself again