The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays

A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there

Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream

Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink

A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble

A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour

Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name

Twelve in numbered spin Once reaching double digits Feel the crisp brisk sweeps Sudden gentle remainders Subtle breath of orange array

To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com

Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me

Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?

Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…

Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly

Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest