Wind swept pines bend, to the sounds of the coming...
A crescent pendant sprinkles an eerie mystical...

Velvet flames reach the sky
Intensified scorched heat...

Bursting from this dark cavity,
Soaring higher and higher into the night sky...

The first day of autumn
Mundane clouds...

Its hard to do,
forgetting about you...

How did we come to this,
Baffling.. Ones perception...

Billowing winds blow
In a place I once froze...

Her
Beauty...

I hate that I still love you
Kept safe, contained within till her return...

I saw an angel at play
when she looked my way...

Finely threaded stings of cotton
Barely bind us together...

Inspiration left me,
I can't seem to think...