Mysterious

Mysterious
Abel Tasman, New Zealand

March 1, 2011

Emerald

Laser beams turn green in crystal radiation
The lady turns away.
She that travels down the temple
walks among the ravished kindred
Awakening pulsar light in flame
Eagle space eye unicorn emits
the heat
Princess shaded grey
Wizened wondering thoughts of everything
Everywhere alert to the ancient echoes
of a dying portrait
Streams of tears pour from tiny cracks
of fragrant lilac eyes
My heartbeat's soul sighs with aching 
kindness to the tune
of green light jading the scene
In vain I ply open my jowls
to release this booming voice
to her I yearn she smiles
Yet unicorn points with point singularity
across the plain of emptiness
spanning our far-reaching bond
Blushed, we recognize each other
as if we feign a friendship that 
shall never end.

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