White shadow, blue dawn, red moon and the soul of a seventh day.
Please don't leave me.... Not so soon....I wish I could stop you from walking away.
Silver mist, yellow dusk and a black tear that falls from a cloud at midnight.
I say a prayer and wish you were here, I will wait for you in the coming twilight.
Pink dreams, green desires, and a golden icicle set ablaze with unconditional love.
I see your reflection in a streams only trickle, while phantoms sing about legends from above.
Purple visions, brown fallen leaf, orange sunsets upon, clear full mooned skies.
Watch for the days of blessed power through the visions of Gods Holy Eyes.

© January 2, 2013 By Shea. All rights reserved.