Why do you hide yourself
Beneath your steely cold gaze?
I see through it.
Your soul shines as warm as my mother’s lap of the years gone by.
So why do you hide it?
Let it fall free as you let your own hair fall free
In summer’s silky night one fine June
Underneath the dancing dusts of the silvery moon
We swayed to the orchestra of the fireflies and their tune
And it was thence that you imprinted on my soul
In ink invisibly so turquoise bold
That you shall dance with me forevermore.
There the emptiness that hath for long grasped me by my breast
Had dissipated the moment I felt your clasp on my emboldened chest
And this sinful soul that begged to be free
Broke away the chains that bound so tightly
And flew fast away, like the hours of ever-forgotten childhood.
Curse be to nature , oh, accursed rapture!
Why must the fireflies stop their tune?
And why must you put an end to all so true?
Father time always lives in a rush, they say
But it is only when the light fades and your tear-filled eye blurs and sees naught
That one realises the great irony
Father time rushes, but stops a moment and enjoys not any.
Who could have thought the tragedy through
Of two souls uniting and then dissipating?
For if they were to be separated
Why even bring them together?
The anger, therefore, is in Cupid bold
For stories of eternity that I am told
Will never find my tears solid enough
For the tears that I shed are not of the usual
And these droplets of my sadness have in them
Painful memories comparable to the mightiest of any cosmic body
In the silky night of another summer
You but left and left me dazed
Dazed again as the day I first saw your love finally embrace
And I go forth and forth, for despair has not yet clasped my ever-loving lover’s hue
For through the milky light of another tear-filled eye
Even the surrounding loneliness blurs and resembles only you.
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