Aggressive Beat

Fearfully, it beats his heart of dew

Along rosy laugh, along cracked glass

Gentle shivers flow his somber river

Like amethysts amidst starry nights,

Gray treads his ashen wings.

Feverish his feathers trace stars hold

Dragging fulgor below his white step

Pledging silence into waning grace,

Dandelions flutter, kissing his skin

Withering upon his waning touch

Tracing gold within his warm stare,

Wandering past his breath's blare,

His flesh tears wrinkles wake

Amidst tearful lies, amidst grim truths,

Yet it bloomed, his aggressive heart

Yet it bled, his garnet flare