Fall back
Through thickened ruin,
Let the tears be your kiss
To end the life
Whose heart has gone, remiss.
Funeral droplets,
Candled sores
Upon the burned heavy waves
Where storms are gentle to take
Apart its eye
From the depth where we grew.
As the affliction
Goes unnoticed,
Carving symmetry upon graves,
Wielding stones to the burial day
Where faces twist inside the clay.
Turn back
To discover roses upon
That same road, where you long
To give weather back to the same mile
As we fall short, as we smother our smiles
In the earth, torn apart.
Modern Romanticism 