What lies beneath
in a dive to the heart is
A desire for all that is lost:
the twinkle in the sky,
the monochrome dreams,
a walk in andante;
among the fragments of sorrow
and sinister shadows.
Isn’t it lovely?
The nights of the cursed,
the rage awakened,
the waltz of the ******
in a cavern of remembrance.
And the other promise,
made to old friends, old rivals
in a dance to the death.
What a surprise,
the darkness of the unknown
and what lies beneath
in a dive to the heart.