I wish I could,

Dance in the teal sparks,

Of electricity in those storm,

That thunderously clapped and cheers,

While sky cried her river,

Of hopes into this fervid mirth,

?

I wish I could,

Let the glacial clouds,

Serve as my garments,

Adorning me with their luxuries,

Of wild and flurried beams,

From fractal moon,

And painted stars as my crown,

So that I can undress,

This counterfeit smiles,

Off my scarred, rufescent skins,

?

I wish I could,

Fanthom this altramentrous darkness,

That constantly haunted my lucid reveries,

In my stolid dreams,

Hunting for broken souls,

And shattered bones,

?

I wish I could,

Be a notable writer of my ardored journey,

And whenever I script down my dreams,

I'll be the sailor of my desire,

In this ocean of uncertainties,