Zion's Vault Poem by Kewayne Wadley

as eyes met
the world slowly began to disappear
halos raptured
hinderence
found far from
the moments
seconds rushed into
the fires igniting
the statusphere
slowly tracing the silouette
of your hand
afraid to speak
for the winds
that sweep
past the euphoric
chill
my hands long to taste
As dreams reveal
The eclipse
Of a paradox we both
Yearn
falling deeper
As twlight fades
into the faintest cry
as the pages contunue to turn
craving more
bequeathing
catching the seconds as they present themselves
finding shelter
yearning only for your comfort
yearning only to relieve tension
beckoning to ignite the passion
that burns through the day
as heaven seems but a step away