I lost her, but love that remains twirling around my dreams like a cyclone, fervors hold my heart for demons to incarnates the wounded soul, she may never see the darkness i hold, she may never listen murmuring voice of sinister. but every rain in the dark hold my tears that beams in the luminous of everlasting love you shattered into pieces.

Zephyr furphies about thy love, gale gusts blooming fragments of my bleeding bod, verses dancing in vain to form moribund, yet breathing.
through inanimate promises you jilt.

© vichus