Cold Mornings on a lonely clifftop.

time
sublime
sunshine
two-times

three's a charm
not to alarm
shut it all, stay calm
hand's by your side, inwards faced palms.

inspire
be more, aspire
she always laughed, such satire
there was always a liar

air dense
atmosphere tense
the crack of a voice, immense
expressions intense

lower into the ground
never came around
scarf to bound
cry, a cracking sound

stand on a cliff
spine stiff
nothing to lift
nothing left to sift