A Queen's Way Along

After dark, 

under a neath falls of a night's bleed,

I a viking hiking in amorous armour

chasing after fireflies in a silver sky

folded blind to a known unknown

rounding about an antiquated thing

a centripetal headless sculpture

behold I a soul so charming, so graceful.

For as a sun rises far in the east,

later seen furthermore in the west

sprinkles of light giveway to a thing

a contagious bud sprout,

on intrinsically an ambiguous facade

later seen furthermore on my face too,

deep within hearts so livid, so broken

unfolds a story of old, a story untold!

Amble long along, darkened sidewalks

merry-go-round, round and round

playing street games, of thrones

over barricades we sit enthroned

take the world into blurry captivity

agile spontaneous unbreakable gazes

lost into forever, in breaths & heart throbs

synced with a flow of unconscious lips.

Dragged by enticiments of emotions

tossed around like wild flowers in wilt

running from demons in our minds

sinking deep to bottoms of eyes so pure,

opening doors for hearts to cure

in gallery of forever held emotions,

changing like shifting shadows

like diamonds, brighter we shine!

Temple bells, down on count,

ticks of a retro street clock

romancing the asphalts, 

tyres wince in squeaks

a vehement down roar, time on hold

tearing hearts apart,

rip skins in parts, back to back

if only at all, could we meet once again.

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