Isaiah

Devoured by the night;

When the moon is out of sight.

Thoughts of you remain,

As teardrops of stars rain.

Darkness conceived figures;

With fear entangled in the creatures,

So I buried myself in your embrace;

Deep within your arms, I found solace.

Echoes of agony linger;

As I am haunted by a stranger,

Yet, with your heartbeat’s melody,

Chaos inside me died in symphony.

Lost in a huge labyrinth of stone;

Enclosed in cold walls yelling a deaf moan,

Then, I felt the warmth of your breath;

Pulling me from the pit of death.

Vultures wait for dawn to break,

As their raptor stomachs ache.

But before sunrise, my corpse vanished;

You saved my soul that’s famished.