The sparks in the iron sky
cannot hope to twinkle
like the embers in her eyes
the rain has no veil for her radiance
it pierces the swirling skys in me
the walls bare no meaning now
in this heart of mine
and I've unhung the paintings here
my wounds close in the wake of
her every motion
and I am free

All that there was crumbles
Synthetically
In the magic of of her autumn smile

His foot step echos stopped
At a tiny hole in the indigo sky
And upon attending to
an earthbound whisper
Found her there
Aglow

turn my skin to sand and blow away
the ache in that time with your subtle irony
that ghostly fire that now butterflys my soul

good bye

Her eyes a flicker flurry
In my drifting dreams
Leaving cotton mouthed gentlemen
Ablush as she beams

A mystery of the ages
So very hard to find
She shows what she's been wishing for
With a subtle sort of mind

Hide not when she approaches
You get just that one cue
To show her you're the honey bee
And shes the morning dew