Chrome clouds enclose it all
my gaze, my sky, with veils of silence
Nights grow dreams from side to side
[Like thorns of roses of the deep]
i spin in circles, dance with you
and shut my thoughts out of my mind
they are poisoned by fear that you let go
[despite your grip so strongly felt]
Rays embrace unnoticed
our shoulders and we stop
horison's mirror in the lake
whispers in sharp crimson tones
~new days slip into shape~
