She bowed before her porcelain throne
Queen of twisted sickness
Deceit prisms cradling between her clavicles
Her marigold eyes swimming in it flood

Her honeycomb heart dripping
With sweet tasting diamonds
Floating in the middle of her ocean belly

A moon growing within

She played with the cadence of her pulsing blood
Her liquid skin melting inside lava worlds
Her Italian tongue dipped in silver language
Her life divided into minerals
Spilling inside the Sky's water

Lady Light with her body
Embroidered into golden and turquoise thread
Stitched inside glowing stars
Mornings stuck to her lips
Like sunset lipstick

While shadows braid sunshine into her hair

"There are spirals in my throat as I bend myself from out of my pupils into this life."

She whispers to the shadows.

Her words melting inside the sandy wall.

"Reality hurts as much as it heals
You have to unfold yourself from the inkwells of your spine
Listen to the desert wind as it will lead you to its streams."

Replied the shadows

Their patterns dancing above the candlelight

Lady Light sighed
Her thoughts rhythmic against her mind

"There is a trail I need to follow
I want to capture peace and love
Like dreams in a dream-catcher
I want to have the treasures from off the edge of the sunrise
Oh how I wish to have the colors of the sky and sun."

The shadows became still amidst the tilting light
Their form advancing; detaching from the walls chains

"You have to unwound the darkness
From your heart and stitch in its place sea pearls
replace the scales of your memory with forgiveness jewels
When others began to see the painting of your life
Let the grays lighten into color
Let it become an inspiration leading others toward good ground."

The shadows voices turned into psalms
A whisper of a smile shone on Lady Light's lips
She turned to thank the misty figures
But they no longer were graffiti on the wall

They stood before her; wings outstretched
Seven Angels
Unchained
Free
Only because Lady Light finally grew wings
From within her heart

Why am I so disappointed if I have everything I want?
*Because I have nothing I need.

One moment I want you
The next, unsure

One moment my hearts open
The next, a closed door

One moment feelings overwhelm me
The next, no more

One moment I feel safe
The next, scorned

One moment I dream
The next, reality hits

One moment I am decisive
The next, ambivalent

One moment I am ok
The next, I cycle again

One moment I know I want you
The next, I am unsure...

Will this perpetuation ever become anything more?