heavenly places spread along the depths of my mind
as I subside from a space left alone and dignified
oh how the colours turned to see the vast depths of the sea
oh how the stories of our lives intertwine with the fury who lived inside of me
how doeseth the sunrise do it all the time?
the orange with the yellow beside the red light
it was flourescently graceful, so thought the moonlight
so graceful that when we leave
we will have come and left as one
always existing
along the depths of the mind of the sun to someone.