Yellow Sisi

Her spiraling gaze flutter like dry palms in the wind, dry lips sullen with fight, Crest fallen, her heart descends the Crescendo of her plight. Yellow sisi, your hair burns like fire in the night, Pleasures of pain forgotten, forward to hope or nothing, her eyes they conceal a hate, her smile they consume a mind. Yellow sisi, your past tries to draw you, but you look forward and move on. Wasted in colors of sorrow, she mutters a prayer to the wind. The god of hope divine, riches of temperance to find, perturbance of tears distilled in Vain. Yellow sisi, she holds her fear in her eyes like Gold…