As the doors of happiness close before my eyes
Fading & Stirring
Into a story of sad illusions
Stroked with forged truths
And embers of deceit
That denied access
To the kingly fairytales
As if it were stricken by darkest pen
It devoured me
Into the saddest leaves of autumn
Soon to surface
Underneath the wind
Dressing me with artificial costumes
Above the mortal King
Despising and twisting my broken heart
And there
I viewed you in my dreams
From afar
This windowpane
Underneath the willows and slumber fairytales
You stood there
Underneath the rain
With arms wide open
Making each day of life visible
As if each page was written between the blue skies
Where dreams faded into reality
Etching life into stolen seconds
Filling them only with golden days
And
Closing forever
A book of impossibilities
To the fragrance of your heart
Burning it forever with the darkest night