Some

Blue icicles hang
Unable to fall from face
Solidified, cry

Beating of bird wings
Rushing of autumn winds, fly
Flapping, restless, fall

Wines redness falls here
Stains carpet, bloody sweetness
Remainder of you

Glittering white lights
Neon signs, so very bright
Lost in city night

Tingling feeling in
My heart, pins and needles sting
Penetrating me

Fingers carelessly
Swiftly with grace caress keys
Black and white, romance

Pitter patter sound
Tapping your fingers on wood
Not interested