Dust Windbreaks slowly shifting Slowly in the wind Leaving a soft smog The color of amber eyes. A tornado slowing to a stop Leaving leaves and dust. All of these slowly churning To a beat within my heart. The dust stops and dances All over the floor. Following harmonies Flowing through the wind. They never get it. Those who don't listen. They don’t understand The soft glow. Leaving only dust Left to fill tho hole.
