On the Road and In the Room

A cold winter did not know How it ruffled with the leaves As they disappeared into the night Fleeting glimpses under the plight Coming from an odd room With an odd lamp on Sadness was sinking And he could not smell The flavour of her Panting heart ornate The impish night With grins of joy: She could not see as she strolled Making the streets her kingdom, Fireflies enlightened her gait Like a queen of the strong Hollow she was like the room With the man, Who wept under the odd lamp on She walked past the bruised room While he cried unnoticed Slowly the sun ate the lamp, And a new day began.