Upon my murky hour, with the sharp knots girdled in my thighs -
I caught you : gawking at me closely with those poignant yet sobersided eyes.
Beneath the canopy that extricates me from repeating a deathless ill -
You edify me : fantasizing me intently like I was an angel living at Maldives hill.
"Glory from above", I uttered, as a malicious sinner was saved by an innocent's warm prayer.
Thank you for pulling me out of that dimmy and scary shell, my love.
(But the latter didn't free me, from digging my own little sepulchre under the coldest realm from within.)
