My cipher

And so here I am, in need of my cipher.

Evicted from my life and straining for a new one, I find myself ill equipped for this rebirth.

Coincidences not so random and stars falling into my eyes, my heart.

Fables and fear dancing around my head, jabbing me in the side with intention.

The posies drifting from the inferno and I seem to be wanting to know more of her story.

Such grace and wreckage fused into a creature so poetically divine.

A character in an impromptu play which screams tribute to such Shakespearean tragedies.

Strings to hands and walls to frame, we are now nocturnal creatures which must feast and bleed before the horizon's fire raises in our sky.

This riddles and rhymes which seemingly defines the composition of this time which appears to be a perfect blueprint for which my soul can find.

I have desire, I have the pain, I hold the love and will wait.