Tempting Equilibrium

So, come undone:
In the splash of my vexation:
Upon the dark & wicked den your escape to
When I catch you haunting me:
I don’t mind, do you?

Chase the midstream of my melody:
Siren incarnate:
The genesis of green imagination…
Crayon-ic secrecy [[[how i play...]]]

Veiled in the gleam of a silver-moon-stream,
I am treading the waters of a side-effect-muse;
Polar to this aptitude:
A garden lies here where our fables choose
To bathe in the heat of the temptress’ gold:
I stand in the slants of your furthest idea,
Draped in the art of the unexplained…
Inviting you to experience:

The empress’ rush of stormy tracers,
The shivering echo from a mountain’s peak:
I wish to hear you mimic me.

Reflections:
Spike’d perfections: one intention,
Drowned in the cloud-forest of a lost freedom.