Walking into the unknown…
The mist around the glass…
The haze of smoke dancing around…
A slight chill in the breeze…
The screen blinks on to life…
A slight smile spreads…
I look upon the stars…
The colours of life flush in…
I throw tantrums…
I cry anger…
I frown upon the sky…
And then, I laugh…
And this night is different,
And this sky looks darker,
And tonight is a new night,
Between the start and the end.
Demons amidst the mist…
Letting go of the whisky…
Letting in the circles of haze…
My fingers start to dance in the sky…
My hair opens loose…
Naked shoulders breathing in…
Dancing to the Nightcall…
Kissing in the air…
Accent of the chill around…
Dewdrops on my lips…
Pushed against the wall…
My hands crushed in…
Moving amidst the unknown…
Demons of a life around me…
Nightcall of a stranger…
Withdrawal symptoms aplenty…
Greed breathing me in stronger…
I make peace with my own fiction…
He smirks from six feet and beyond…
Lost and found in between the lines…
I start pacing back,
I change the tune,
I kiss the fire around,
I move with the rain.
