Colloidal Queen

We are as dust, 
as light filled
emptiness, accorded matter for

a sense of time.
And
As spirits soar upon a breeze of
Dire lies meant for a tease,
A quickened heart is soon released
As beating embers of the beast within.
Awakened truth, as floating fire,
When lightning bolts entwine desire,
And passion bells ignite the pyre of good bye.
The words are judges as time the maker,
And language muds the truth
Of ever lasting hearts in endless
Oceans of salty skin and changing
Shadows of the night.
Then, as the moment folds
Like roses into who
We thought we'd been,
We're freed
As long flows time asunder
And hearts of light
Spring songs that ring
The bells of passion's
Fires of wind and wooded lures !
As if enchanted honey
Dropping through our kisses, thin.