b l u e

still blue, but not much

I left a light out for you

to see the way inside

I burn chaparral & juniper

water the floors with orange flower

to draw you to this place

once you step through

we enter a new age

rich in blood & roses

leaving behind

seasons of solitude

& forgotten fields

fed with bitter tears

moonlight through the curtains

the stage is set

we don’t perform anymore

I take your mask off

place it on the floor