Through the doors of the heart
Lies an eloped start.

Away from the literal control
Is a person engrossed alone.

Treading skittishly over their emotions
Pent-up the scents of frustrations.

A thirst volatile undefined
Carries the mirage of sublime.

Be prepared to burn
As we work away in the sun.

Proceed to face
Storms that clear the way.

Last expressed the intimate pain
Blurred the concepts of wait.

Intimidating the growth as can be
The actions reflect on our destiny.