Lost in allure,
Irretrievable from condensation
moisture expended from your breath.
An impenetrable cloud of desolation
one sickly inhale of your contagion
and flowering revelations wilt
buzzing hopes collapse
and eyelids close.
As your power grows stronger
the strumming world devotes
all the color to holed stars.
Hues dancing as they dive
deep into the light of abyss.
And when you’re exhale has finally faded,
the sickness evaporates,
the world stretches tall,
and children come out to play.
But what they find is all that’s left