Alive

My heart is yearning, ripping apart with such fury that it explodes into a shower of blood red roses.

It colours the wind with its ink of pure pink; a heaven kissed feeling that cannot be mistaken.

A sword soars deadly into its base, all protection lost, like a black sky it ponders and waits.

The piercing screams of pain devour your ears; they get inside your veins and steal away your soul.

The pounding has stopped dead, the eerie silence is that stranger in the shadows, waiting, waiting...

Suddenly like a lightening crash, a deep choking, light blowing you away from every angle.

You feel your clothes being ripped off as tornado of delight throws you to your knees in defiance.

Looking up a crystal blue sea flows towards you, gently as golden angels lure it from there midst.

It flows through you, taking away your body and replacing it will pleasure, removing your eyes and sparkling in beauty.

Your heart is glorious in this mystical aura, it springs magic from your fingers, everything you touch, everytime you breathe.

White wings fly you, they soar you into an endless scene, you live, you die, you are ALIVE.