After many a days, tonight
I looked into those sparkling eyes again,
framed by her auburn locks of silk,
cascading down the prime arch of her neck.
Suddenly, the flow of time slacked
as her pupils flourished to let me in,
to explore the depths of her mind
and I succumbed, perhaps too easily!
Once there, I found an emptiness,
rather ancient but recently revived,
in this raging battle to decide
the future itineraries of her ruffled soul.
Wish I could lend her heart my own and say,
my love, everything is going to be alright,
had mine not been sacrificed, years ago
in the quest of another, that belonged to me!