August Crush

Moist with evenfall A scented flower in full bloom Breaking July’s last darkness Its murmuration In absence Like silence in a broken glass Rippling echoes Penetrating Through ephemeral shadows Spilling letters And undaunting rhythms Too dense to stifle But I believe in amber Carnations and white roses Pink sunsets and blue noon moons And your unquestionable presence Under this galaxy of stars Against the recurring tides How long will your light hold? And your drifting song linger? Without strings and ambience So Will you seize my wish? and build with me You drifting song, August Crush.