Devious Journal Entry

The scent of a pale morning
Reveals the blossom of my heart.
And in the eyes of the lake
I can see the mirror of your soul.
I can draw clouds on fire
And waters and ice
And calm blue feelings chilling
My body.
I remember how we dreamed
It was like summer in a drop of love
Like yesterday, like heaven
All distant, all cold.
Touching the sky, the tears fall
They flood the darkness in oceans
And scars seem to open
And angels above, are crying
For us.
The empty corners of tomorrow
Look bright until we breath,
"cause with our words we spoil
The magic and so the hell begins
To feel on our skin.
It hurts how memories are near
The heart, the soul
The restless dreamer seems so lonely.
So obscure.