By: Shelbi Henny

To transform this atmosphere
into something transparent
witnessing the truth written on the walls
and the emotions suffocating the air
taunting the direction of love's connect
hopeful memories that explode with
inadequate information
the facts are pulling and torturing the obvious 
yet we know to much to back away
we pull even closer to secrets 
living in monotone 
dying in soprano 
forming this in sync choreography 
nothing matters that could possibly be
ignore me and receive 
the foundation of lust
explain love what more can lie to this 
when you can fold this into your pocket and run
this leaves space to breathe
yet we hum our answer to our needs
we never speak 
just sing into the dreams of morning dew