A gaggle of evergreen
Riverine woodland
Invigorating crisp air
Raging without sound
Sun's glare
Stealthily seeping
Through tree ferns
Crimson winged Turacos
Gliding overhead
Humming melodies
Of memories past
Amidst
Mountain splendour
I found a pocket of nirvana
In the hollow.

Balmy breeze whispering
Through the gaps
In the field of trees
Auroras fluorescence
Overhead
Aglow in your irises
Like the red August blaze
Of autumn's past
Vibrant lucidity
Pulsating in your veins  
Give me your light
Take my gothic.

Dreams like boulders
Cemented
Onto weary shoulders
Fingernails bled a scarlet tinted hue
From holding onto precipitous edges
Face turned away from the almost
Gazing into the crevice
Of an unpromised tomorrow
The glimmer of borrowed sunlight
Waned and the foreboding returned
The grey became the author
Of all that she was.

I want to fall in love
With a man who knows
How to calm trembling hands
And kiss shy eyes.

Imagination can take you
To explore avenues of grandeur
In spite of this
You cannot defer reality
Awaiting the grasp
Of the ends you desire
There is no defining moment
Where the puzzle pieces
Suddenly fit

The light we seek
At the end of the tunnel
Does not exist
Unbearably so
You have to create your own light
Embody it
Your luminescence will light your path
It’s an excruciating process
life
Devoid of restraint
All you can do
Is deliciously divine in
Into your heart’s darkest desires
And hope for the best

Time is fluid
Eternally in motion
Waits for no man.

Curb your tremble
Lest the sea catapults you
Into it's bluest of depths
Again.