Midnight lights spot empty streets where feet both tread and run some dance in fun watching down upon through eyes glazed double
Midnight lights spot empty streets where feet both tread and run some dance in fun watching down upon through eyes glazed double
Whispering voices wisp And drift with each Thought Memory Locked away Hidden in murmurs lost Time Talking! Unceasing ever Talking, speaking,
Fire, white, yellow, red Flaming hair spread along The startling beams shot From roof to wall To bed. Flaming city blocks on Fire doused