Between October leaves, I left lost memories to lay beside a fallen angel, cast out and abandoned. And, as the melting sun fell on my burning tongue, I prayed for something more than God...for beauty. I called "Come fall into me. Enfold me!" I crawled to all her beauty, Misery. I begged to crawl inside the jade within her eyes, as if a moment there could cure my imperfections. And, in her bitter style, she left me in denial and faded with the light, but still I cried for beauty. Tonight, the light of love is in your eyes...it stirs me deep inside. Ignite the fires and die.