I watch you watching the sky
Watching the world
Through the lodge of your heart
Words from a manuscript
Though the vault of shadows lurking
Raining, quenching the void
Beneath the crumbled empire of dirt
I watch you drowning through your tears
Slandering shelves
Ashes full of scars and gashes
With words some untwined
Some entangled
Some mummified
Some undressed
Clasped, engraved on one novel
Now I watch you watching
With eyes can only see
The tinctures of the earth
Where grass is greener
And the trees sweetly blooming
All gathered on a painting
Where we dwell
Upon a place we sleep at peace
I watch you watching the world
Through the gallery of the guild
Travelers and perpetrators with a quill
Inhaling words from downfalls of past
Exhaling words though the highways of the future
Words of time passing by
Of time having the time
To praise the proses of redemption
A winning game
Within the merciless rhymes of the world
I'm still watching you
Through the breathings of your pen
To write and to rewrite again
The palettes of the starry nights
We used to watch together
