Finest maidens fear not
your lovers are riding...

I am an ignorant baby dove
catching myself in lying traps...

Black and white ripples dominate
trickling down my arm like deceitful venom...

Sapphire halos dye vanilla snow
-dispelling thousands of angels...

Who is that singing fairytale
perched upon the doorstep...

I am warming my shivering little toes
lying down next to the fire...

I have grown under your watchful wings
shielded from threatening insecurities...

Standing atop earth
-though rain crashes down...

Candle spice ventures on a promenade
across singing amber walls...

My dried eyes wake to pronounced silence
permeating the atmosphere with a dead song...

Alaskan skies combust into rainbow-filled...
spilling rivers of color 'cross the thickening...

Midnight strikes as harmonizing bells sound
the hour of rejoicing has at last come...