The depth of night,
A photograph in her eyes.
With reflections so bright,
As if they were the sky tonight.
Reassured that 'alright,'
Is miles away this time,
A deluge of rain.
Because nothings alright.

Autumns crisp air,
Assures everything dies,
And with the dried autumn leaves,
Whisper all that we hide.
Your silver lining,
Was engulfed in grey,
A moonless sky,
A starless serene

As the bright sleepy sky,
Falls over the tree line,
Dusk subdues fires,
In the horizon.
Thru violet skies,
We see a golden days.
Eclipsing suns,
Wake lucid dreams.