Glasya

He watches her Smoke rising, playing against her aura Diamonds in her eyes Sparkling like the morning sunset Transcendent goddess Temple like the minions who befall her He watches transfixed The stillness of the day Dressing her ghost like Dancers parade Praying to be the chosen Diamonds glitter Charade passes with no promise Decadent smile betrays her only emotion The curtain closes Lesser mortals fated Sure as day turns to night Diamonds in her eyes Deathly kiss, as wolves howl in the night Clouds free, as the moon searches Transcending light finds shadow awaiting Diamonds sparkle Wolves frenzied as audience is given Diamonds shine bright Souls searching for the afterlife Betrayed by her aura Coals burn brightly And the wolves are sated Dark clouds in the distance Diminish the burning light The morning asks why He watches, transfixed Diamonds in her eyes.