Drown me in the midnight skies in the hues of deep blue, like waves drifting me ashore, lost in the sound of my heartbeat.
In the gushing of his dreams, he strummed the breeze, calming the dark nights from the loud whispers of pain.
Sorrowful abode of muffled voices dispirited of its silent thoughts.
Maiden laden in white pears of winter, ripened in dewdrops of cherry nectar.
Forget the path that leads to my grave and the stars in the void of my darkness.