• A sweet serenade
    Of nocturnal whispers
    Summons the wispy haze.
    I am
    Asleep in my fascination,
    Chained to my resolution.
    Beyond,
    The wistful night evokes
    Tremulous emotions
    Rising on the ebbing tide of night.
    I have all but dimmed my eyes
    In the wake of the world.
    The funeral shroud lifted,
    I cast a final glance upon the weightless
    Sea of darkness.
    Escaping, a glimmer of a smile
    Lingers through my blood
    As I embrace the mortal world.
    There is no ghastly
    Vision in my eyes.
    Unclouded, a see the light of
    The world's eternal mistress.
    The waning lunar kiss
    Awakens me, and I believe
    Even in night, there is hope.