Every heartbeat For each uncertainty Leads me to you, broken down in embers Above a hearth, deep in the twilight. The scent of your petals Bleed colors about In the fragrance, in the elegance Of your entwining form, With a gait deep in the mire Beneath your dancing feet. It is but a memory deep in the mind Of a man who has little more than stains To be his kind In the future, For the past, left behind. For all the snow beneath my tears, becomes more than snow. I seem to be in love with a darkness That holds a sliver of light. A mere universe With the boldest star. A mere memory of shining crystal, Of wet cheeks drowned in tears, Of a form that trembles in fear, Yet will not leave me here With the memory of fallen rain Against the worriment, against the stain.