...Holier Than Thou

...Scattering they fly awaye fleeing this place of solitude
...a velvet pouch with a ransom from a fallen king
...who would shun the gaze of her at this time in her poetic life?
...a moment that is shrouded in her very own veil

...two chairs at angle unto each other
...under cloth in a forgotten attic
...the last lines of a poignant play
...leaves the heart stille beating, so tragic

...music filles these streets and colour replaces its grey
...all are alive in joyous revelry
...a birth?
...a death?
...the coming of he?
...the slowest of sunrises
...on the longest day for eternity

...seperating these thoughts and they will stay in seperate rooms tonight
...room service have taken the nighte off for they, too, muste rest
...unhook your phone and fling open the windows do
...let the life of air pass you and travel on through

...its darquer in the shadowes of the daye
...than it is under the lighte of the nighte skyes

...its time that time ceased to be and for'evr stayed this waye

...even though my eyes, they are closed
...I can still see you