Nevermore,
here before
standing on
golden shores
with childish
optimism

An eroding score
of violins,
glass cliffs
and visceral
experiences,
made my eyes
open wide
at what's to come
a rising tide

A withered brow
furrowed now,
aged a day.
slipping into
footprints laid
hypnotized,
seagulls sway,
I've breathed,
loved,
Do I fade away?

Nevermore
here before,
refracting howls
of the golden light,
reach my soul,
and
bottomless lagoons,
spring to life,
Prussian blue
this starry night

I've only been here
once before
and hence my weary
tired eyes
have lost their
hope
and lust
for life

Here before,
but nevermore
nature remains beyond
claim or fate.
Yet tomorrow
should I
not wake
This secret space
Is yours
Forevermore