Rubicund

A Smile gleams Unfolding the light Found buried within bright eyes I fear we have become a dream my darling A figment of the imagination Pretend and false A notion of love Love and loss Every day is a piece to the puzzle Being put together For the sake of resting from the chase From scurrying about Trying to escape these demons Hidden within each place Within walls of sanctuary Within walls of rest Alive and well They breathe down our necks When the mind is alone How it tends To lose color To become faded and rustic Existing Lifeless. A Deadened Flower.