Aura satiates my breath

Concealed communication covers its true call

It paints my mind perfectly

Your adorable ways fill me with murders of butterflies

Endearing as much as you are

I cannot come too close

An obscured reflection has struck me

Cuffed from a future hope

It may be early tide

But I can’t see an ending to the deluge

Cloudbursts of tears collide against fruitful veins

I spoke softly into your false ear

Devoting everything I had to those words

It was my last breath                                

I may still be here standing on my own two feet

But after my cries I clandestinely die

You are the only reverie of mine

My only wish is to be with you

I will sit and hope                                                                                                                                                                    

And plead that I may come true