Magical silence, frames soulful melody, woeful beauty, endearing refrain. Chills nip my spine,

Behind a blinking twinkle, difference disappears, swirling midst an onyx cave, masked, like moon from sun.

Glazed veils, overflow; crack, with surging chills. Briny despair, on the verge of eruption,

Morning’s sun, subtly dulled. So perfect does enact such shattered souls. The mist - delicate,

Amidst the woody opalescence; clammy, creeping undergrowth, and stooping heavy boughs, they wait. A gradually growing blanket

Palpitation pressure flow. Insides flinch, break-beat, grow. Clotted frizzies,

Cloaked in cloud, milky fullness, gleams but is not seen. A silvery shepherd,

I shall think of you as i breathe… Each breath of sorrow, joy and las… For once was love all that i did b… Now only standpoint mutterings do… Go off the deep end with chaotic s…

Swirling sage spheres dissolve the… Perfect, air-filled pockets, rolling, surging, bursting. Tawny slinks play; tumbling over,

Tempered breaths, lids sink, sealed, Solid spine, grounded deep. Hubbub hushed,

Sundown upon me, meandering amongst them; enchanted, midst the dimness, inveigled by their mighty sway. Whirring winds