The scout comes back and does it's dance
the others watch to where the maiden cries
for they know there density is to sup
waters of strife from this darlings eyes

All the glitter, all the facade
made fury a moon like dune
this makes her heart glimmer a little
for she is nothing, but her next tune

The tidal ways of time call her
call her brilliant skies
but tears still fall
and she asks ****** why

But darkness proceeds her
and she wonders
will I ever
will I ever, be released by thee

It's unfair to live the span of stars
it's unfair to tell people to live their lives
but the misery bee's
will kiss their sweet tears

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)