Void - Extol

sometimes

just like when

the seasons linger

I slowly find myself

undercurrent

within the vortex

of our time

come closer

whisper your name

lean over

I wish you would stay a little longer

sink into my ear

your words I pray

will keep me safe

and my flesh

a little warmer

the void I sigh

when I hesitate

the cold outside

I will undertake

otherness

I sense the motion

my catatonic shell

clad in fire golden gray

to all others

you are a stranger

veiled in mistery

uninvited thief

bringer of light

drift into night

soar on the wings of a new dawn

where winds blow

in houses of hollow

and water runs

through statues of salt