We waltz with despair, slumber with fear,
Our weary frames burdened, hearts encased
in shards of glass, struggling to prevent
their fracturing,
Failing to halt their crumbling,
As sorrow mounts into towering peaks,
Too steep for our souls to ascend.
Our minds, laden with fretful thoughts,
Bound to a sinking stone,
Entombed beneath the weight of snowy crests.
“As love blossoms into gardens of delight,
Inviting our souls to dance upon its petals.
Our minds, uplifted by the melody of passion,
Bound to the eternal flame,
Ignited beneath the canopy of starlit skies!”
:: 03.30.2024 ::