runs and strolls
one step ahead
one step behind.
I close my eyes
and breathe some in
breathe some out
life hides somewhere between the two.
T'wixt this perfumed garden
of bleeding roses and silent jasmines
of cold ivory and nectar fruits
of lilting flute and lotus eyes
T'wixt this raging fire
of burning passion and placid peace
of heartfelt love and wanton sin
of flaming heat and slain ashes
One thought runs soft
a refuge, a familiar nest
"All life's thralls shall fade soft
When death my love seals her kiss"