Dripping from our lips
Our lies told of glories
And hid away our fears.
Our eyes swept into our minds
Dazzling rays and swarms of color; whispers of the past
And prophecies of the future; Secrets proclaimed
and truths uncovered;
Bodies revealed
and observations stored away.
Running
through lush golden meadows,
and kissing in the comfort
of grey rainstorms;
Our hands touched the sky
and our hearts kissed the earth
and our souls lifted the heavens
And we created from the ashes
A blaze of something pure;
A tale of something new.