Walls ...

The walls have started to crumble
They have started to crash to grounds
And leave nothing but scarred rubble.
And I can see you standing there
Amdist the oceanic turbulence
Of not knowing how to walk
Without the weight of the walls.
I see you and I can tell
With all breathlessness
You have never looked
So beautiful
So illuminated
So clothed
And so bare.