My eyes close to the fray

Opening in a moonlit symphony 

Where magic frolics to Bach’s play

I loved so hard 

Like when the house is built 

My love protects and surrounds

You promised to paint my walls and grow truth from faults 

I loved so hard 

You chipped the colors and slammed the door

Hands grabbing shambles

I swear to love…never again! 

While wounded blisters coat the skin

Along my window-seat

I ponder how love became an enemy

Unable to latch it down 

My imagination lifts it up 

Painting the skies 

In a far off place 

To be a portrait 

of an unwilling grave