Raven and Wren

RAVEN AND WREN As the world wakes up To the sun’s gentle rays of light Frozen memories melt and flow Penetrate but do not satiate Moments of insipid sight A scenery of incessant delight As the raven chases the wren Back to where it all began With her faint song lulling Pain starts dulling A moment’s purity etched As rain drizzled, Delicate droplets fall From faded denim skies And the morning dew Creates pigments of possibilities But obscures her view Morning whispers are hushed Ever so fleeting yet captivating As the gentle breeze whispers Her secrets to the naked trees The cold mist evaporate Into the dark it dissipates Blowing kisses in the air Feel the wind in her hair Echoes of a rose’s gentle trace Drown in timeless space In the calm of her strife The moon’s beam scorches Autumn’s tinted kiss fades Silent gaze Heart ablaze A story remotely told When time bends Lion-licked wounds open Defies all confines Clandestine lovers Air-tight kisses Fan heart’s desires Confronted dilemmas Like fever it breaks Raven and wren You’ll learn by then Dripped in longing Gripped by foreboding Air thick with anticipation Hands outstretched Quivering in trepidation In a collective sense Redolent of incense Cigarette veils curling in the air Cloud her judgment and leaves Bittersweet residue in her hair Like the most innocuous set of white lies Yield unberable suffocating goodbyes Hidden stairways, Cedar-lined butler spaces, Sliding bookshelves, All unveil ghostly stories Reminiscent of a lover’s past Umami-textured taste left cotton-mouth furriness on their tongues Charcoal charred Love unmarred Fermented and shunned Raven and wren 'Til they meet again.