Loneliness takes the breath as I stagger
downside.
Whisper my repentance stated eager voice,
As I cross through the shrouded curtains,
to the nothingness crystallised  by dancing jewels.
Bedevilled by temptation,
I surrender my thirst,
lapse into a shattered education,
as I steal the reminisence of desire.

Like lightning they became blinded,
this was because of someone else's accord.
Projecting this and that unto the ether.
They became less striking
That was not the problem.
Merely an award,
a dispensation for their shadeless slide.

Give yourself extra time travelling
via Herne Hill,
at a whisper
her suede boots looked like trouble
an air of independence,
having already bad mouthed Sarah's Facebook,
thats not ingenuity
more dangerous double talk,
suppose you thought of a fuse
not wrong there.
He is nearby, evidently
reading the "Great Gatsby"
on the floor,
not clean!
intrepreting every word,
a bit like a typo
he secretly wishes her good luck
having already progressed to
"who does she  think she is"?

just clawed back the last grains of sand;
the  mountain having ebbed,
drank light, forgot the passing phases:
noontide October Moon,
heartbroken if I seemed ecstatic.