An undercurrent of coolness Murmurs in the distance, As the night shadows Over a language of a thousand tongues. A bite of indifference bitterly breaks the silence. The transformation looms. A darting melody shoots across the sky, As the pure light of my mind Seeks a dance of flavour. A Labour of gratitude Lays abandoned on the riverbank. I seek no mercy, Just the stillness of the night. And when will the golden sky appear? The ignition of the fire inside permeates the soul, As the blend of existence Bursts into life. The shape of romance plays into my hands, As the inner mirror reflects innocence. The autumnal ether switches sides, As the world appropriates Timeflow. The syllables and parables crack the taste of forgiveness, And when we finally deliver remembrance, life will be ours.
Into the masquerade Of her unyielding dream, I see her flash into ambiguity. A vestige of fluorescent Transcendental light particles Rising into the zenith, Through a liquescent portal, Into the reminiscence Of her fanciful bloom. I meander through the enigmatic Labyrinth of her Never-ending rumination. Through the postern door, Into a frolic of festivity; A jamboree of her Effervescent frivolity. A sudden vision Of our exuberant youth, The romantic tryst by the fountain. Our souls interlaced, weaving in the wind As we gaze at her fragrant, Celestial moon. The ambience of her earthly silence Conjures the emergence of a stairway Into her intuitive star. Our ephemeral dalliance, In an evaporating mirage Of unrelenting fortitude, Of what was once forgotten. I take my enamoured bow, With ardent strings of burning light And fire fervently to seek Her euphonious heart.