The mellow eyes quietly sing
To a slowly dying ethereal dream,
To stay some more and breathe to her
And not let her fall back to a lonely wall.
A caged bright bird flaps to dance,
To splash the beady drops of love
That form and slip off the glass,
Of her darkened lonely walls.
A broken heart prays for love to come,
And be the key to her self closed room,
And dance for a while in a starry night,
And break the fence of the lonely walls.
The hopeful face calmly sleeps,
Hoping her dream would come real once
And lift her again in its arms of love
And make her leave the lonely walls.
p.s.- prompt "the lonely" by christina perri....