The murmur of the dried leaves,
Floating in this infinite abyss.
Frosted white beads,
Settling on your lashes,
Like theirs to keep.

Cigarette and perfume,
Amalgam and intertwine.
Our breath-collateral.
Breeding heart's desire.

A dreaded silence,
Thoughts rippling emotions,
An innocent gesture,
Flustering and suffocation.

Glare at your face,
The dusk; the setting sun.
Should I speak or wait,
To settle this commotion.