Among the whisperings and the stars
I wander looking for felicity
The blue white haloes of gossamer love
Veil me in exquisite infinity.
The glowing strands of intimate webs
Hold my heart in their vapory weaves
As timeless raptures play their hands
Sighing in contented euphoric heaves.
Through the maze of tangled musical notes
I hear, pieces of ornate rhapsody
The dreams I lived in moments ephemeral
Become everlasting empyrean melodies.
In that faraway kingdom, all hurt ceases to exist.
© Manic Sylph 2015
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Drops In My Ocean
PoetryThe rapturous drops of my heart fall as poetry into the ocean of my infinite soul. I gather my ocean into each drop, to quench the thirst of questing spirits that wander into my world....
