At the Horizon

Intimate cushion of your embrace Eyes open and cocoon was just a farce Elapsed moment a dream Present abode like any other place Absent mortal impression on sheets unwrinkled Madeup lodging, your absence more pellucid Arrogance, an escort to rising phoenix To other's sensitivities, response less jumbled Swamped in syrup of shattered illusion Alas, intelligence in shade of celestial govern Sequences escalate, wisdom unsanctioned Streamlines quill in a marathon sea of expression Awaiting the echo of love One's choice worthy despite your defiance For even though seems like eons Still young, vehemence of one's emotions A taste of air, par horizon