Raven and Wren
RAVEN AND WREN
As the world wakes up
To the sun’s gentle rays of light
Frozen memories melt and flow
Penetrate but do not satiate
Moments of insipid sight
A scenery of incessant delight
As the raven chases the wren
Back to where it all began
With her faint song lulling
Pain starts dulling
A moment’s purity etched
As rain drizzled,
Delicate droplets fall
From faded denim skies
And the morning dew
Creates pigments of possibilities
But obscures her view
Morning whispers are hushed
Ever so fleeting yet captivating
As the gentle breeze whispers
Her secrets to the naked trees
The cold mist evaporate
Into the dark it dissipates
Blowing kisses in the air
Feel the wind in her hair
Echoes of a rose’s gentle trace
Drown in timeless space
In the calm of her strife
The moon’s beam scorches
Autumn’s tinted kiss fades
Silent gaze
Heart ablaze
A story remotely told
When time bends
Lion-licked wounds open
Defies all confines
Clandestine lovers
Air-tight kisses
Fan heart’s desires
Confronted dilemmas
Like fever it breaks
Raven and wren
You’ll learn by then
Dripped in longing
Gripped by foreboding
Air thick with anticipation
Hands outstretched
Quivering in trepidation
In a collective sense
Redolent of incense
Cigarette veils curling in the air
Cloud her judgment and leaves
Bittersweet residue in her hair
Like the most innocuous set of white lies
Yield unberable suffocating goodbyes
Hidden stairways,
Cedar-lined butler spaces,
Sliding bookshelves,
All unveil ghostly stories
Reminiscent of a lover’s past
Umami-textured taste
left cotton-mouth furriness
on their tongues
Charcoal charred
Love unmarred
Fermented and shunned
Raven and wren
'Til they meet again.
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