Wilted

Glazed with sunlight and hung out to dry,
The hills green blade's begin to dance,
The miracles of life spread their wings to fly,
The smile engraved into your eyes left in a trance,

The sparkle of beauty tingles over her skin,
The traces of existence entwined in the tide,
The layers of thought never to sin,
Nobody shall ever see inside,

Whats hidden inside the doors of glass,
The surprise is yet to come,
The meadows of the swaying grass,
The raging fire and weight across they begin to strum,

The peace and harmony wilts between her teeth,
Calling of the rage belows across the peak,
The lillies petals falling along a sacride sheath,
My happiness left for minds to speak.....