She came to me - becharming was an' fair;
resound of church bells call - remote Sunday;
angelical her face in streams of air;
she fled into my nothingness of gray..
She fled towards the gray - transformed to drops;
above the fields accepted were her clouds;
Amid the dusky shadows of tree tops,
Imparted lives, my aloneness' Styx shrouds;
Lone arbiter of my arcanum bride,
my sentiments ascended - to orbit,
a quilt of nimbus covered me and cried,
my life became a flight - winds' chorded ambit!
She stared at me from yonder stills, merry;
Unreal she reached my soul but was lifeless;
The trumps of Angels played in notes airy,
her bridal offered pure affableness;
In Acheronian lakes I loved her gleam;
her thousand tears of rain, arcanum song;
she fled above the cumulus to deem,
and crown noctilucent my waxed lifelong.
© 02-16-2012, G. V., All Rights Reserved
(The poem is composed in Iambic tetrameter form.
The Iambic pentameter form is closer to it, as a substitute.)