Eyes of a Broken Soul

The eyes of a broken soul watch

In her dark curls

A headband of nightmares glitters

thousands of wilting flowers

Twisting

Turning

Like splintered snowflakes

they drift in empty sounds

The eyes of broken soul wait

Her presence

an anxious shadow

that whispers darkness

into vacant atmospheres

The eyes of a broken soul yearn

a velvet cry that creeps from the corners

of an ancient dream

Thick fog moving from dead winters

Fractured stardust gathering

on soft, pallid hands

The eyes of a broken soul hunger

for stolen sweetness

melting between shattered lips

diamond skin and jasmine bones