With an ambering state of frozen mind,
I watch, distant twilights bath in red.
As the horizon slowly cedes to the Grey,
Those green hills defeats to the fade.
Fumes in the different shades of silver,
Blackens my blurring sights and beyond.
These infants of the orange restless flame,
Held by my fingers, all soiled and brown.
I gazed, the golden day running swiftly away,
Chased by the dumb and darkening night.
As the empty blue sky surrenders its reign,
To the sparks of stars and the moonlit white
.
Another drag between my now purple lips,
Pushes me in a paled sense of existence.
Falling to the velvet raid of Divine haze,
Embracing the delight of this crimson delusion.
