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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