hollow embrace and a hollow hope
something that my soul did grope
after that it had lost all bliss
reminiscing the fading morning kiss..
and a hand thus stoned as it clinched your touch
and a heart going cold having housed pain much
in the shallow sunlight who can find a sultry shadow
and shelter a bemused heart in a maze of inane credo
a heart that seeks fire, a heart that never rests
a heart that loathes to die, failing its own death
a shuddering wish lurks in the crater of despair
the flame of love was kindled to light the heart’s lair
it will keep on tearing the veils until it finds you there..
