Life through her Lies

As the sun exposed the day - And the moon raptured her soul - She steps into tomorrow - So begins the cycle - So threads the needle - So ties the knot - No intent to slow - No assured purpose - Ample string creates her - Able to embrace - When once her string lies tangled - All about her strewn - Caught up in her maker - Our host she seems to swoon - Now as she unravels the colors of this blight - She dreams and reaccounts as though she has survived an observation of the night.