Inner

sui generis symphony resembles towards the breeze

Fine raiment manifesting a prime sight

Lanterns soaring in the west sky are whispering

Some uprising rhymes

Some lines you woven overflowing with a heartfelt chime

Single letter you lettered complimented in an awesome size

Walked a little while and sprinkled some tiny smiles

Sewing a passionate scenario

Coming towards the mirror

Just as a grimhold

Who knows?

Neither broken crystals

A piece of magical glass may be

Crafted by four walls

Who knows?

Grimholds