Suspended woman of vanity conceit

This scortching affair in hell did I dream?

Her essence abundant though to the world unseen

My peering eyes strained to heed

Aware of a presence held to the lowest esteem

Premonition personified of thy life beseiged?

Upon evoking forces of defeat

Excessively troubled to decipher thy deed

Spellbound by thoughts profound answers in need

Her torrid reflection saturated unclean

Was her message from thy confines to flee?

In lonliness I retired thy subtle scream

Disturbed to the world in my blanket serene

As the moderate coldness left to concede.