Secrets
Traded like cards...

Falling
To the billowing waters below...

Falling
A common wildflower...

I had given my heart to you
Fragile as it was...

The circle of raging fire
As you worship it as...

Feelings never show
On my mask of coolness and refinery...

When the snow finally is left in patches of gray
The sun shines brighter, rested by her long sleep...

I tell you sorry
Trying to be as sensitive as possible...

Rays of buttery yellow begin to fan out
Gently waking the sleeping green...

Wisps of endless smoke vines
Trailing through the broken sky...