I  
   will
                   make
      myself
                                  flawful,
    
         Just to make you flawless

I will never again
Hold you in a
Tangle of roses
I will never again
Touch your
Celestial skin
But like a
Lost moon
I will orbit
Your memory
Until the night
Takes me where
You’ve been

It’s a vital red
A scorpion’s sting
A piercing and
Unending scream
It ripped apart the
Heart of me
And still it
Goes on running

A Rush of spring
Ever in my veins
And the days
Kaleidoscope lace
All was Midas touched,
Pure gold
But now eternity too
Grows old

Sweet mellow of the dawn
Mellifluous like the nightingale
Warming the ambience of the neighbourhood
Wafting from the house closer to ours
Voices of Whitney Houston
Charm for the heart
Falling over for it
The song should play on