"Suspended Snowflakes"

"Frozen Starlight"

The endless flight across the sunrise of night...

An endless realm for the dreams of dreams' sight...

In the name of the moon, I swore I kept flight...

Regardless of the brightness of the frozen starlight...

I took off at the brisk of dawn...

Never to yonder across the mauve twilight sky...

The horizon's beauty a brawn...

I resist it and come down from flying and sigh...

I descended from the heavens of heaven...

At the crescent of the moon, no traces of fright...

Smoothly landing on the iced lake of breathen...

Then glared at the spangling frozen starlight...

A relief never felt for centuries of ambition...

I skate over the tormented lake of my past...

Taunting the frosted bleakness of rendition...

There's always a soft spot for sorrow so vast...

I couldn't resist to take off my bare feet at the ground...

Nonetheless, I tango over the eternal music of the night...

Chimes and chalices ring the glass bells ought to pound...

Under my gentle requiscence over the frozen starlight...

I danced to dominate the icy dance floor...

Gllided swiftly with the kiss of the snow...

My trust within very sleek to open my door...

And yet I calmed in the face of danger now...

Starred with hope and faith I will resist tension...

I gripped my invisible arrows so meek and tight...

No matter if I fall or not, I will come to ascension...

At the melting point of time, I stare at the frozen starlight...

No crevices to expose the abyss of vunerability...

My infinities still infinity without a drop of blood...

Through the deceptive sheets of dead eternity...

Still whole but unbowed where futures will nod...

Alas the cracking cracks slowly break out the fun...

I salute the unworried spirit of my damnation's night...

Never took off to dwell my past even if I know I'm done...

At the iron side of history, I fell under the frozen starlight...

Inquistive of the time, the past has come to take me...

My arrows flew to the moon regardless of target...

Retreat to inform my dreams I've shattered to see...

How cold and hard the dead seas are to forget...

Deception killed me at the thin sheets of ice...

No wonder that the old times can be a dark sight...

Past is history where you can't change the lies...

Nor the reign of the enigmatic frozen starlight...

The beacon sent to the face of the moon's roars...

I missed, but my arrows never left to glide...

Today or tomorrow, they land among my stars...

It will be the flare of my return drifted to slide...

Galaxies so vast and resistive in the aura of existence...

This is just another drop of my imagination's sight...

I may be just a near invisible speck of relevance...

But still I exist under the name of the frozen starlight...

In my curiosity, I ask if I'll be again preserved...

Over the blue amber where my past is still liquid...

I still see the broken arrows of history unnerved...

My positive blood frosted my pale skin illiquid...

Then flew to retreat from the bloodless cavalry...

Now at the phase of darkness I salute the night...

Took off and flew to the moonlight's loyal unrivalry...

I skipped & laughed at my pathetic past under the frozen starlight...

A/N: Archery, I will make sure you will return to my reality. :)

...If the future permitts...