Walking above the serene abyss of clouds
Scholarly nesting in an auspicious January sky
Should have but taken me to an enchanted paradise,
Instead I realized I couldn`t fly.
Scouting my way through the atrocious shadows
The cliffs shed immortally on the elevated streets,
I came to sleuth the inclination by my side
To whom even the heavens arched their greets.
The sun kept hiding behind the motionless mist,
A faithful ally, Jealous of her flawless façade
As the disguised elegance she gently exhaled,
Did sprinkle wisdom over the shuddering squad.
The iffy winds whispering throughout the valley
Brought along with them the impending rages.
But the few moments that ruefully followed
Seemed like an era of crawling ages.
A drop suddenly did shine under those infant eyes
Concealed partially by strands of waggling hair.
A wave of charged shiver ran all through me
As I confronted my most unexpected scare.
Whispers slipped out caressing her shaking lips
Into the moist, dissolving into a silent surge.
The drops declined one after the other
Voicing the anger that couldn`t divulge.
But before they could touch her squishy cheeks,
Turning her face around for a little while,
She froze inside her till the next unplanned,
Everything else but the old intoxicating smile.
A fuzzy joy and a prickling pain concurrently
Did arrest me, conspiring with the heart.
And ever since, they arrest me every time
I do envision her imprecise art.
An obscure conscious did quietly glow.
“I never did want to fly after all”,
An epiphany flowed...
