Unwritten Absence
My heart enfolded the hued horizon of dazzling dawn,
the yearning brush soaked the sunburst colors,
painted a Monet garden blooming with my love,
unfurled the facsimile of your floral face,
adroitly adorned.
The luring luster of lilac rose lined your lips,
quivered with the cadence of the dancing dew.
As rhapsody rippled in my heart’s mesmerized meadow,
at the edge of stalled time I soared in euphoria,
endlessly enchanted.
In the velvet vale of my mind fashioned by fervor,
I carved a charming channel of longing to reach you.
The climbing cloud of my craving came down in a torrent,
making my melodic love a meandering river,
earnestly enthralled.
The oasis of my mind one day dried in the desert,
dripping cloud drenching the desiccated passion didn’t stay long,
disappeared with the draft of the summer wind of discontent,
as in the sand storm the dregs of divested desire drifted away,
utterly unowned.
The river of longing in my abandoned valley got lost,
the fervent flowers I gave you withered in your vase,
but your memory preserved some in perception,
the ones you liked the most,
amazingly adoring.
When in the lonely hours they would appear apparently alive,
take you to the valley of flower we had been together once,
it was me they would then let you know,
and allure you with my unwritten absence,
eternally engraved.
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