Your eyes hold me hostage;
encompassed in a sea of darkness
flecks of light coalesce.
Captive, held in bleak gardens
It is inside the vanilla coating of sky
faltering insignias opening like petals in my mind.
The autumn, so vacant;
falling under the inside,
Ethereal angels dream behind my eyes
of images beautifully intense.
Dramatic love scores play melodies forgotten
long ago in your field of stones.
I sink into the violet of the dream,
swimming the tides of madness,
fighting off the storms.
To get to you.
There is a place
In the center of the bone.
The shard of a fortress
Threatening to crumble