Consumed By Horizons Of Fire

A storm beyond what eyes can see but read my palm till the end.

Deafening smoldered persistence a rift never destined for mend.

A somber lament insignificance.

Lines traced in your eyes no repent.

Horizons of fire dance with gypsy intent.

Lustfully wisdom blankets our eyes.

Hypnotized by fires inside.

A Vessel unearthed and burning and learning to burn alive.

A sway of hand has taken our sight.

Tint of drum hint of light.