That Even

That even The cool even breeze That brushed in like a kitten on our heels soft And those damned insects That buzzed by our bare flesh nag What is it now and how was it then That the entire world lay dead still And above the distant heavens yonder The naive moon like a ghost Nimble swiftly over the realms of eternity Leaving on its trail A tail of nostalgia and fantasy It’s at the juncture remembered we That the world was alive no more When the Nightingale Had staged its feat That tune endowed with gems fable Harmonizing the vows mingled I still glance at it in grin Drifting of the heart a raft obsession A thwarted version replay And my dream embraced abreast And there did perch my heart In hoarse gasps and sighs Under the shades of the night bare The soft whine and grunt The intent cracked by hearts in hearts And the decree that ensued Yes I do!