• She whispers the refractions of a transitory sun,
    her voice chiseling the pink rays into diamonds,
    tying the dappling light to the edge with rose-tainted twine.
    A lullaby ripped apart and fed to prismatic sighs.

    Trembles echo the sacred words tattooed in her irises,
    raining their reflections on the tentative metallic gliding.
    Waltzing across a crystalline sky, she slips
    her shadow-woven lips into a reverential smile.

    She awakes in facets to the cry of dawn,
    her fervors touched by the elegy of a hope’s radiation.
    Fulfilling a wish from the carved waves of fragmented light,
    her blinks transmit the only record of oblivion to the heavens.

    Scream in shattered rainbows the last number before infinity.