My heart has stopped!
My body screams, "there is no sound
within these hollow walls; no pumping as it were."
"Oh God, no beat!"
"No drum that sounds the rhythm of the day!"
"No melody that sings your serenade!"

Enter the night; cooling desert flowers with her breeze
she spits, then laughs; as stars shed tears
to wash your footprints from a routine path

I search in vain, to find a reverie, a fleeting song;
where you once lived, dancing in the shadow of the sun.

Yet, what remains
is just a silhouette within my mind;
which quickly turns to stone
without remorse; then
walks away in haste, a living thing,
One tear removed from a desperate scream