Let the winds sway.

Through the carcass one could see,
The shimmer of glitter from the force,
For one is always looking out for the key,
In the sands of time could shout out hoarse.


She travels far and wide for love,
Only to disappoint herself even more,
The burning desire was kept secret in the cove,
Tucked inside the corners of her core.


He needs to play the role of a breadwinner,
And might resort to every crook and sin,
For he is the world's softest sinner,
And strives for that lonely heart to win.


They need to survive and rise like The Phoenix,
And be together like lies and sorrows,
Rush past through life's every obstacle and every fix,
For who know what might bring them successive tomorrows.


They get together and bind themselves with affection,
And raise their kids for a better future,
However, let's take a survey or election,
Was it worth the matrimonial suture?


In the night when the wolves will howl,
And when the gnomes in the gardens play,
A monk will step out in a cowl,
And wish that the winds would ever sway.