The cynical eye of mystery,

restlessly recognizing crashes

of explosive doubt.

Their notions of you,

frightened and crooked, like

a dreadful look of danger

Drowned in uncertainties

of dry and desolate knowledge.

The disregarded truth

A restless warning of raw regret

Every emotion permanently present, but

impaired by the mirror eye.

The unearthly dazzling of the moon,

Like a comforting sigh.

The end of a beach,

A dazzling storm of enchanting waves.

Simply brooded winters,

Holding frosted autumn in its hand.

Ice of intoxicating, intolerable truth,

flooding the good over the bad.

Pure ecstatic comfort

sticking its nose between the evil.