Black storm swirling all around
taking and remaking sound
with solid outside, tough as the ground
a soft inside within resides.

Feathers jump and fall in-flight
black, like ravens in the night
crimson petals follow and meet
transforming in two gentle feet.

A searing trail left by footsteps
the storm so suddenly had came
as soon as the cold was burned in-depth
she sparked and flickered away in a flame.

All I remember from our encounter
are two black holes staring through me
so endearing, yet so content
switching nights to days well spent.

I stared into the abyss
flaring through your pair of eyes
and how it took me by surprise
these moments - I will forever miss.

Scorch a mark inside me then
burn me down, set me ablaze
I will seek your distant fragrance
mourning for the long lost days...