Silence fell and all the world stood still
as towers crumbled down...

When in zenith of the night
the wind doth howl...

Catch my heart before it plummets
from this lofty perch onto the...

Deep in its thrall the miser sits and counts,
without a thought for all that passes by his door...

From out my dreams,
you came, and chased away...

There it sits beneath the tree,
golden and tempting, with...

Scattered, tossed upon the restless wind,
From open mouth my words set free to fly...

Alone within a sea of numbers,
etched upon the skin and minds with permanence...

Green and verdant daubs the paint
upon the pristine canvas...

An ember,
Kindled gently...

Dancing sparkles shimmer on its undulating...
whilst gulls bob gently up and down...

There once was a princess with skin oh so pale,
And gleaming brown hair almost down to her tail...