Awakening

 

 

1 The oracular orb of night

 

And the lucid silhouette of a beatific man.

 

2 The ethereal-like frame moving with incontrovertible finesse

 

And the unremittingly daunting celestial body bereft of any movement.

 

3 The illusory hum of an unruffled melody daintily escaping his tender lips as he dances

 

And the loud cacophony of a callous glow haphazardly cascading from her pallid satellite.

 

4 The oracular orb of night

 

And the lucid silhouette of a beatific man.

 

5 The untold autobiography of a fragile shadow spun with intricate skill

 

And the platitudinous chronicle of a once incandescent heavenly body now stale.

 

6 The entity of a man, a consummated master of dance, handsomely manifested in his final pirouette

 

And

 

7 The abstruse existence of a crescent, a connoisseur of secret, his only witness root to sprout.

 

8 The ballad, a savant of longevity which he sang and she listened, then recedes into daybreak,

 

 

Taking with it the lucid silhuoette of a man,

 

Hesitant is he to bare his endowment.

 

Taking with it the oracular orb of night,

 

Envious is she of his veiled potential.

 

 

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