Won't

won’t you blow out the warmth
gently rocking in the winds,
smoothly sailing along contours,
boarders to kingdoms fantastic.

won’t you blot out the light
gliding down on rays,
illuminating the curves,
gateways to Elysium

won’t you disrupt the calm
smooth ice, reflecting the serene
capturing true beauty’s shape
temples to show you the way.

won’t you stab the braided knife
through your heaving chest
and save yourself the misery
of spurning the imagination.