Soft Radiance,
Lambent light
in the distant  air of June,
Guiding us into the night.

There was a feeling, a longing
of what could be, Us drifting
Free,  through the veil
unseen,
Wavering, wild eyes longing to
Leave  in June.

Ride high into the
Monsoon,  soft air blowing us
Away from This place, this lambent light
On the darker side of June.

Soft radiance, lambent light
In june. Daydreams rush to me, like
Distant Shores unseen, Visions
On the dark side of June,

Of what
could have been,
of what almost was,
but did not Bloom.