Timeless

Aimless fluttering in the wind,

Past painted leaf blade,

Why am I here?

A grey dust holds an answer-

There's no key in her heart,

No time in the end of tomorrow-

Hear the Siren's sorrow,

Hydrangeas and Blueberries,

They seem still-

sunsets and sunrises,

Devour her lament- 

twice a decade's,

Little Oscine of beige,

Won't you sing for me lately?

Won't you move the clock again?