Ambiance of a candlelit room
Aromas of perfume
The patient bonsai longs to bloom
Lavender tears trickle down her face
Red-blood cells race to fulfill the trace
Heaving heartbeats penetrate the lace
Tense fractured hearts
Each punctured by darts
Whirlwind falling in parts
Words on fire turn into smoke
Benign hearts begin to choke
Gasping for air so to not croak
My love, all is well
I promise I will
Suture the spears in mabelle
I´ll embrace your bronze hued chest tone
And hear the rhythm of your heart postpone…
Adios Corazon
