Nocturnal hours spin into disequilibrium;
The elongated moments a deceptive minds ploy,
Suppressed with assured idiosyncrasy,
The holy fathers now confer to the bleak.
Once in a verdurous valley of greens,
Inseparable from the airs of earth or earths’ air,
Traced into the souls, depth pushing aside the shallow waters,
The hyperborean’s clear voice rang…
Once in a verdurous valley of greens,
Songs of the meeting nymphs sang,
They’re lutes attuned to Lord Apollo,
Each string fretting divine serenity.
Once in a verdurous valley of greens,
We seated ourselves under a lush carpet of velvet,
Drinking the dew the leaves gathered
Singing with the nymphs our hearts conquered.
Once in a verdurous valley of greens,
The wind spake, Lazarus’s wars did quake as
Immaterial the gods would say- what was to die will remain
And join the willows to make a wreath for thy head.
Once in a verdurous valley of greens
Unity was all that was apparent; the sky wove the tales
The earth lived and engraved –
Each a jewel which shone to shine together.
Once in a valley of verdurous greens
We forgot our love; temptation thus swayed
Our simplistic longings to be with one another,
The forgotten cause overridden by its deluded rapture.
Now in a bleak oblivion
We sit, tracing those days where your hands
Interlocked mine, a spell in our eyes
Binding each other in the aurorean light.
Now in a bleak oblivion
Touching each other through the mere glass of memory
The shallow waters engulf my feet, erasing all my journeys worth
While the shadows of a romance are brought in with the tide…
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