The Wicked Game - D

"Fall in Love with silence and let the thoughts run amok
Gaze into the muted skies as the stars fall one by one
Capture them as they fall behind those budding dreams
Let the thoughts discover the poems, hiding in those corners
In that little home filled with the Winds dressed in the howls!

Strangers are the words but together they dine when the Wine
Pierces the uneasy hearts feasting on the leftovers
Like the Vultures gathering around a dead soul they surround
When the silence finds a way in, and the stars fall into the winds
As if starting the wicked game! Bribing Her the time in return of Love!

The more He falls in Love with the words to make love with
Conceiving poems in the secret room locked away from the Sun
The closer she gets singing the wicked songs with her friends
As the clock ticks with no purpose to serve but to age
The bottle shatters with the poems and the vultures feast on the words
Or I wonder if its the other way around!"