Endlessly waiting, wrapped in a cosmic shawl
leaning upon mother natures perfect statue
wind shadows caress withering straw of ebony hair
crystal ball hands entice quivering, curious lips
spirits twirling around a nostalgic palace of silence
she unties with chaos in a sweet dawn of day
running, as wind chimes embrace a kissing thought
clutching bloodstone, moss tombstones guide in peace
forever twirling within his enchanting whisper....