Read the Smells

Read the smells,
I dreamt alone...
Too young to dive,
Unprepared.

Reason to,
paint the pain,
fill my hands;
no more deranged.

Know, now, we are among you.
No more, a simple sheen.
With eyes afire,
and bodies glowing;
To retch the keys,
and unlock your doors.

Read the spells,
I add your hair.
Too young to thrive,
Unimpaired.

The season to,
break the chains;
fill our hands,
no more estranged.

Know, now, we are among you.
We heard, your secret scream.
With minds aflame,
and souls of morning;
To retch the key,
and unlock your door.



[19:36|06.4.2020] ©c.thom.carter