A storm brewing Inside your steady mind Like a wave of empty teardrops Swallows your whole existence In a single beat of your heart World turns into a black and white Game of chess Yet even after a century No winner has been announced Step by step Small feet approaching

Coming into a room Full of dark ciggaret smoke A smell of rotten souls Will hit you like a wave of cunami Choking the air out of your lungs It felt like everyone was already here But then there was a sudden knock And a presence of a beautiful soul

Open your hands In a slow motion To not kill the beautiful butterfly You found Next to a heavenly stream By the gates to Eden On the day we both met. For me it has been centuries ago When I last saw her cloudy gray eyes And a curious smile