Drops of Ruby

A gentle tap upon heart’s window beats an invitation to an open mind. Yet deep within, a distant soul retreats, so hiding light behind an aspect blind. In pools of misplaced loyalty she basks by light of candle, blending with gone-bys. Upon the floor, in drifts, beguiling masks discarded now along with all the lies. A drop of ruby liquid spills across the stillness as she drinks to cloud the past. Each break of dawn relights the pain of loss, consuming love, creating spaces vast. A gentle brush of crystal ‘cross the wrist brings drops of ruby swirling to the mist.