Eyes twinkle
under a thousand stars,
reminiscence flickering
as innocence dances
in the heart of your smile.
Silence binds the world
into a diluted rapture,
emptiness echoing
the rhythm of years past.
Paper flowers crinkle,
whispering lullabies
of devoid illusion,
murmuring skeletal pleas
of forgiveness.
Vanity swells within
a crippled heart,
trapped inside a shell of a soul.
A wary hand extends,
fear imprisoning possibility;
my miracle.
