destroyed

The guitar lay broken

Among the fire within the ambers

Singing the silent melody

That was once was a love song

Created by our beating hearts

Shattered by the thinly specks

Of the melting colors of the rainbow

Gathered around were the remains of life

That was drained from me

By the watchers of worlds

The weavers of time

Pouring out my gypsy blood

Constricting the focus I had with lasting dreams

That smothered by the pounding sea

Against the wings etched within my back

Plucked out of my spine

Feeding the spirits that are always craving

The substance that is but exotic to them

Limiting it to them for one season

That would turn brown and rot

Within the eyes of a wondering hum