Azure and Black

The sky sinks into pitch black,

Fading the azure blend into the 'set,

Waiting to be conquered by the starless night,

Lingering to be voiced by the breathless winds.

As the echoing silence behind closed doors,

Rises into the idle ebony,

The moonshine dwells into the curtain clouds,

Unaware of the wordless catastrophe.

The sinful whispers are exchanged and heard,

In the midst of a dire night,

As the azure pulls away the veils of obscurity,

There remains not a sinner in sight.