Feel bliss, The folding kiss That stains the wholehearted gain Of our inevitable future, in this pain. You desire hope, Yet I lapse Into a contrast, On the side of grief and bedeviled life. Your eyes Part ways with the water To see the fires that are stilled, Stiller than the frozen ocean, For that water is mine. It is mine, when the fear is so sublime. The colors, The ratio Of different shades of Hell Upon individual Heavens, Has me staying Upon the clock's face Without anything to trace, Holding time in my hands. You were the fading breath Going into the wilderness, Leaving me to the droplets of rain For my quilted tenderness.