With an Ambering state of frozen mind,
I watch, distant twilight bath in Red.
The horizon slowly cedes to the Grey;
As the Green hills defeats to the fade.
Fumes in the different shades of Silver,
Blackens my blurring sights and beyond.
These infant children of the Orange restless flame,
Held by my fingers, all soiled and Browned.
I gazed, the Golden day run swiftly away,
Chased by the dumb and Darkening night.
As the empty Blue skies surrenders its reigns,
To the sparks of stars and the moonlit White
Another drag between my now Purple lips,
Pushes me in a Paled sense of existence.
Falling to the sacred raid of Velvet haze,
Embraced in delight of Crimson delusion....
