Ayrtonn Bautista


Bleak September days


Counting the bleak September days
Walking towards my new hearth
Fail to see through the frozen air
I followed the Arctic’s sun flare
I saw a star in between flakes of snow
That found a way through my solid heart
Coloring my senses ocean blue
Leaving me a golden brown glow
A broken cue, a frozen view
An infernal winter’s glacial heat
That embraces loneliness as it grows
Leaving behind something sweet
In the midst of a crystal clear haze
As it falls back down to earth

Submitted: Tuesday, October 22, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 23, 2013

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