~ Windows ~

Thus, You Let me See through you,
Let feel the drizzle soft,
To Let me 'til Eternity, Stare,
At Petals touched by morning dew.

Through thy Limited Vicinity, Steep,
Many Conscious Dreams I Dreamt,
And Presumptuous, I, Do fondly Dwell,
On 'Em, Unforgettable few.



Morning sun, you Let pass, Slow,
To brighten Grim filled Days,
Let Enter through, your 'sparkle' cracks,
My perfect morning View.


Purple - Red, My Flowers Swell,
Lay sad with Wilted leaves.
Until your passing light rays neared,
And quick, They fondly Grew.




Dark at Night, You would Stay put,
Fighting your Mild Disdain,
To Keep my fears of loss at ease.
Soften 'em drops of Rain.

Dust Lay settled upon my memories,
Gently dead and slain,
'Til you let me see through you,
My Olden, window pane.