Orbital
Atlantic riftDeep & dying lavender liftInto ancient galleriesWhere our secrets stickTo forest-wicksLit by the evanescenceWonder constrictsInto the swift raptureOf decorated sleep,I can’t eat, or drink,I can only weep these beauties:Now that I’ve seen youIn the labyrinth of creation:Green & spiritually roaming:Alongside foaming bridgesThat trickle knowledgeIn daftly bright snowflakesRising to the earth,I am dramatic:Hedonistic in the birthOf exaltation:Violations of transience:I am inside of you,Freely, divine:Euphoric trajectory:Orbital bliss.
Mirror Sublime
My memory fades harsh upon the answeringOf my last breath I seek to recall,When past did I exhale flora scented in mhyrr?Mystery awakens in my sleep, yet,Becomes invisible upon the corridor my eyes,In given plan, fall into: the morning sun…It feels kin to lifetimes prior,That in each, we connect our souls to OneWho lifts us equal to the reasonFor creation.What noble devotion but to the reflection,The glow of Aphrodite’s own?My love has me racing to the edges beyondCircumstance,Coinciding the acute recesses I thought only IDigressed into:[where I flew on the colours of my voice’sFreedom, satisfied by placid indigo & bleu…No up or down, only forwards,Into shrouds I choose to let define my presence:Be it a prism’d sphere, or heroine myth,Only I’d hear the truth of thisVision…]Now intersecting my path, he muses red, Transcending time that I rhymed Into invention:Entered my dreams: became my king:Said he’d reign this land with me.Who else spies upon the percolated sky you & ISoar beyond?In a dimension of bliss, this harmonic mist Cleanses the sense I barely knew… & ILook around and there’s only you:The rest of life can adore the shape & hueOf my perception’s view:Each individual moment I trap into place;While you fly with me into Infinity& experience the glory we restore to the spaceWe drifted from…A river between two homes: Is there any moan in the stars or doubt,We’ve been paired to guide this journey out,& mystified, I have never been as this,I know because each death I grow,Though calm forgetfulness is bestowed,I believe in an escalating climb, this show,Looking deep into the mirror,To find you…The greatest muse I’ve ever known.