Look to the Stars - Ghost Spirit

The grove still orchestrates the weight

Serene and complex with love’s fragility

Trained for temptation, interpret this sullen kiss

Flushing on ego, the lost art of rhetoric

Please don’t forget me, whispered forever

Time slips away with all my insecurities and this pendulum of guilt,

but still I carry on

Give me back my life

To live, to die.

Decide

Lost hope, separation

But can we trust in fate’s embrace?

Look to the stars