Symphony

For she has stepped,

Into forbidden territory 

Of her dream land.

While stars twinkle,

Their compassion,

An enigma,

Of the knitted world,

From the fallen heavens;

Kisses the earth.

And whilst the sky, 

Calls it a sublime;

The death,

Called upon them.

A black hole,

Thus drifted apart.

They call it, 

A seizure of love;

For it still blooms, 

Inside the forgotten tales.