Cocoon

In this cocoon
I shield myself
from both darkness and the light

I shrink away
from all those, things
which suffer me to sight

I close my heart
my desires too
for what reasons I cannot say

I know your eyes
I’ve felt your heart
but here inside is a monstrous fay

A dewy rose of innocence
your soul of shade and shine
tempts this broken gate to avow

… but I am rusted to the bone

White

~

White
the mist rolls
‘pon the leaves of time

White
it curls
‘pon the memory of thine
; reflecting eyes

White
the mist rolls
‘pon the leaves of time

White
it drifts
‘pon the embrace of thine
; spirit of life

White
the mist rolls
‘pon the leaves of time

White
it kisses
‘pon the softness of thine
; fragile grace

White
the mist rolls
‘pon the leaves of time

White
it breathes
‘pon the sunburst of thine
; innocent charm

White
the mist rolls
‘pon the leaves of time

White
it plays
‘pon this heart of mine
; thine magical tune of love beguiled