Fairytales had long lost their touch
when from their vow she swayed...

My heart has flown to the winds
Warring silent cries...

A clever constellation,
hid within patches of white...

The quiet city, in the midst of battle
falls into brief slumber...

City walks with elegant stride,
of a stripling burgundy rose...

In the darkness, I danced
crept within the security of the unseen...

You were quick,
too quick...

A heart concealed in rock-solid fear
ground between, an empty space...

The moon sought my soul
in the echoes of the night...

Catching your gazes at me
and the other way around...

Wondering,
how did it become...

Take out the cover,
Unsheath...