Opulent jewels of the vast blue seas
Cold water currents swimming underneath...

Red hues engulfing brilliant petals
Ornamented by crystal drops of rain...

A Canary perched on broken mirrors,
Are but reminders of rotting hearts...

Tension rise from my pounding heart
as the candle flickered in the darkness...

Letter to Sir Gregory
Have all but love; have none but love...

Perfect rapture descends to the seas
Entering the gaping mouths of ocean's breath...

One strike, one blow
One cascading hand...

Engulfed in quivering fire
Drowned in sinful desire...

Melting away illusions of the sky
Overlooking valley's gaping jaw...

Breathe
I hear the wind...

Revolutionaries march with spirits high
Humming tunes of glory...

Like a river
Or kisses in the wind...