The strong force that holds the bond of one’s determination and passion slips away like sand between the cracks of one’s fingers.
An intimate love driven affection towards matters so dear and beautiful are unfound in the hold of destitution.
Words, meaningful and powerful breathe lifeless air and strikes off tune keys.
The sensual essences of life clouded by non vagrant flowers fill ones being with jagged glass points.
Morning, day, and night long for the sun and the stars that shine so bright.
The calamity of one’s loss is beyond the means of profound, its life with no air, a path not found, dreams undreamt and love not found.