Reflective Surface

 REFLECTIVE SURFACE

THE STILLNESS OF THE WIND CAPTIVATES ME WITH THE SILENCE OF HIS PRESENCE.
IT IS A FORCE TO BE RECKONED WITH; AS SHE MOVES SUPERNATURALLY UNTOUCHABLE, YET FELT EVERY PASSING SECOND.
MY SHIVERING SMILE TRUMBLES AT THE GRASP OF HER IMMORTAL ESSENCE; WHEN THEY SAY THE WIND HAS DIED DOWN.
YOU! A RESTLESS RHYTHM INTANGIBLE.
MOVES EVERYWHERE, SHAPING OUR EXISTENCE AND OUR
REALITY WITH UNSEEN HANDS.
YOUR POWER REVEALS ITSELF IN EXISTENCE, NEVER EXPLAINING
BUT ALWAYS FELT, JOURNEYING TO STARBORN DUST.
ENDLESS AND FLUID, OFTEN DEVASTATION DANCES LIKE THE MORNING DEW:  LEAVING YOUR IMPRINT DEEPER THAN FAREWELL.
I AM A TOPAZ, IN VESSEL OF CLAY, 
BREATH YOU IN; FILL MY HEART, FILL MY LUNGS.
WHILE YOU SING TO ME AN ETERNAL SONG.
YOU CARRY ME IN THE CRADLE OF YOUR VORTEX.
WHERE THE WINDS NEVER END.