Images, Bright colors in the skin. Tales of ancent battles won. Dragons breath, Breathing slowly down my neck. Only to remind me of his ever clear presence. In who's death victory seeks. Alarmed by her lovers grasp. In his radient glow. Searching for the red. When all the ink was gone.
Sounds, loud,yet soft. Ringing out to find her heart. But void was the space where it had been. And the secret tales were taught. Yet to no one. Less you be called a fool. For in silence I find my soul. uninhibited by ones self. For self less is this fool. Searching for blue. When all the colors fade.
Feel, Hot yet cold to the touch. The distants is her love.Forward driving towards the end. Where pain lashes out.Seeking only to destroy. Yet in her absence. Demons of the wind replace. To what light shall they fall?Now the prince devine. Searching for purple. What sword will it replace?
Believe, A thought. A fragment of the soul. Yet released to no one. hiding from no one. Honored by her words. Casting aside all fear. Dwelling in the joy of the mind. Seeking no colors. seeking no voice.Finding only the hollow space. Black the darkness falls. yet in it's light a color found.
See, Light transmitted to thought. The understanding of ones end. only to see the beginning. Colors all invading sight.Future the past. First and the last. All just a dream. A perfected moment in time. Lost only to my spirits desire. No color so defined. Gray in futures past.
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