In a Lost Place

A girl, through
shadowed fallow eyes,
watches as though
she's hypnotized

by a silent
labyrinth of leaves
within the dark
of a solstice eve.

Beneath a bruising sky,
she walks,
feet crushing
fragrant flower stalks

as tiny lights
draw her in,
soft petals brushing
against her skin.

Her path curls down
sweet mossy hills,
a song in her mind,
giving her chills

as her nightgown snags
upon each thorn
and the tune grows
ever more forlorn.

A violin and
ivory keys
tremble on
the ashen leaves,

and step by step,
she wanders near
a place for lost things
once held dear.

For treasures, children,
thoughts gone by,
for lovers left
alone to cry,

and memories
that no one wants.
A place for girls
like her to haunt.