Sun rays climbing up
Kissing the clouds and healing...

Prisms heave upon broken shores
Ready to break open the doors...

Martyr - red painted hands
Opiates silence the pain...

Some shores are best unkempt
Intricate glass carvings and glass...

Answer my war call
Silence breaks on edge of dawn...

And if we're enough
We will gather up the sun...

Sonnets can't compete
Under milky skies - waking...

Danger can lurk behind any face
Instigating falsehoods of love and hope...

Weathered and bitter
Incapable of feeling...

The clouds in all their splendor
Weep into the sky...

Freely pilfering through worn pages
Ink haphazardly scrawled...

Heavy metal breath
Liquid fire in my mouth...