Lost in a fantasy of love and sensual visual vision
Lost in a sea of blue velvet
she dances, by the rhythm of aquamarine eyes
Beneath a parapet of stars where no one can foretell,
the sparkle of a smile is waving its goodbyes;
to loneliness
to sorrow
to solitude of morrow
Soft landings on the moon, they hold on to each other
as they twirl inside an ocean of cobalt blue;
Above, the heavens like birds of paradise soar
dipping their hearts inside each others gold
until they are no more.
The world falls away at their feet
as two star crossed lovers become love's paraclete
in a dreamers world
where fantasies curl
the azure blue hurl
of a boy and a girl.
Very curious and satisfying unique piece, Mystic. So much to enjoy in here, to picture as you describe and beyond that even. I had to look up the word ‘paraclete’ so thank you for that. I like the line, “the sparkle of a smile is waving its goodbyes;” — that is one very unique line! And the magic for me is from these two lines: “dipping their hearts inside each others gold/until they are no more.” Just beautiful — and thank you for that. ~~ djl
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