The air, it tastes of aspartame O, how the shadow swooned. Abrasive, it shifted hues to white, from a maroon. Alone, he treads on endlessly without any sight of the moon.
Alone, he treads on endlessly under bleak skies he spoke too soon. A night of emptiness befalls without any sight of the moon. A light within still flickers O, how the shadow swooned.
A light within still flickers. A wisp from a cocoon. An agonized longing rises O, how the shadow swooned. "but none was left but embers" under bleak skies he spoke to soon.