Deliverance

Frosted pavements are discovered
Hidden in the forest that guides my soul.
Essence of beauty, the dreams of blatant thought,
I am consumed instead by pleasant murmurs of twinkled enlightenment.

I seem to have misled my intention of recovery;
I had planned to whistle your gentle tunes
And to carve my signature in eerie lullabies
But time had changed the course of our stimulation.

As I slumber in strange territory
I envision your gentle face,
Chilled breezes that pronounce your absolute name;-
A heart that beats twice as one.


Untangling your messy hair,
For a better texture, a better look;
Shapes and shines that light up your smile,
I seem to enjoy this much more when you’re around.


A true beauty you are, love,
Deliverance from disdain, a haven for the lost;
I thank you for guiding me into your humble fields;
For liberating me from base and convoluted fears.