Celestial Choreography

As the glistening jewels of snow cascade like ballerinas pirouetting to the crescendo of time, choreographed from porcelain keys of your h e a r t, delicate fingers of the winter moon stretch, enveloping forlorn footprints of poignant memories, framed with petal-like poems you've placed in the gallery of my melancholic mind where soulless shadows still~ haunt me in holographic hues through somber nights, but If I were to rewrite the anatomy of this romance with~ juxtapositions, should I rescript your promises in p s y c h e d e l i c ink? knit silken sonnets from the tapestry of scintillating stars in our favour, letting go of all the seasonal silhouettes that seized redolent rhymes, maybe, it is from pain we relearn to dream in periwinkle pigments to nurture and navigate through decayed gardens embalmed in opalescent tears and fluorescent fears suppressed and personified within gossamer tales of sunflower s i l e n c e… Quilted with questions that your quintessential quill can~ reveal, in romanticised verses, to wade through the abstracts of weary woes. So, set your stones to architect cobalt grey lanes, to usher feathered thoughts into the serenity of your scented sanctuary. until I find the perfect gateway adorned with crystals in the verdant valleys, engrossed in vanilla flakes, where cosmic yearnings are embroidered between mauve instruments harmonised from xylophone whispers reverberating in vermilion s t i l l n e s s… You will always be the clementine crown of my sun, the scarlet scrapes in my ink, zested in zealous dahlias and no rain can drown this celestial c o l l a b o r a t i o n…..