Sunlight reaches crookedly,
Into the empty window seat...

Clouds drifted over a winter's day,
Staining the idle sunshine in a sepia wreath...

What do you hide, angel eyes?
-placid lakes of unshed tears...

city lights twinkle slowly
the neon wilderness speaks only...

They prostituted their body and mind
Never knowing what they left behind...

We ran to catch the morning dew
it was childhood, we lost our way...

Amorphous shadows lay deathly still
As the purest of blood did flow...

Drifting through a crystal sea,
Of twisting, turning faceless dreams...

Mellow hues of a blood red sun,
Caste crimson shadows on my grave...

Through the tangled wraiths of your innocent lies,
Resurrected hues of the truth shall rise...

The daylight is waning....
crimson hues tinge the azure blue sky...

It was the month of the august
When Megan walked in...