A scarlet heart shatters Like porcelain upon the marble floor. An image cracks on broken glass. Future dreams die Like a bouquet of shrivelling roses. Dark clouds block out the sun. Comforting breezes turn to a gusty gale.
Hope drifts away, A broken ship upon the sea As waves crash into rocks, Spraying mist like tears.
Grains of sand turn to dust, Whirling across barren desert, Empty aspirations, Carried upon a humid wind, Searching for a landing space On a journey without end. On a bitter night Where nothing joyful happens, Where romance does not exist. Idle wind-chimes dangle Without uttering a sound. Birds fly but do not sing. As I skip alongside you, Holding your hand.