Golden shades
creep through my
half anchored door.
Bargains the blue light
with the pigment
painting out my verandah.
A summon to step out
to the General Reckoning
of a day such ordinary…
Glistens the secret garden
with the heavenly alchemy.
Flattering up the petals
by the last breath
of a day such ordinary.
Kissing the hoods
of the gigantic trees
in this solitary eventide.
Basorexia in me
eve embarrassing romance
with the golden corona.
Quoth I myself
“Nor an abhor to do admire
the enchantress divine”
the mysterious voyage
awaits gazing at me.
This is none other than
“The last chance”…
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