Fiery parianoid embers singe the edge of my nose

Kissing my cheek with empathy, a scar in it’s home upon the rosieness

Water floods the rivers, the passionate undertow signifies the wrath of God

Hot dripping tears pour down the banks consuming all that was before

Awaiting the icy breath of winter, awaiting the frozen, glossy enchantment

And yet the breath I breathe is not my own, the silvery rays connect our temperaments

Wilfully hostage in a valley of love and protection

The false moonlight’s blue eyes no longer personify the starryness that had sparkled within

Now a dull grey, tainted with her earth shattering eruptions

Hot, fiery lava, that did more than stain the rosiness of my cheeks