How Much I Miss You

Inspired by song "Mystery Of The Heart" of Hughes Turner Project (Album 1) In the flushing garden path we walked entranced, the scarlet sun with the spectrum of dawn held us within the sequined mist of the sparkling sky. You saw my heart contoured by the crimson curves of mystique cloud, but not for very long, for the rainstorm dissolved the sky, you disappeared beyond the rainbow arch. Over the waves of the desert dunes, we trudged with rhythmic excitement, until on reaching the verdant oasis you melted away like mirage, swept away by the desert storm of yearning, stowed in opaque oblivion. On the silver sands of the deserted dunes we traced the entwined fervent footprints. The rolling sand waves adorned the pearly lattice on your ivory feet. As the tide of time erased my trail, you now walk with poignant impulse through the miasma of cascading moonbeam that has enveloped my love for you. The dazzling dawn of my desire veneers your heart’s horizon with halcyon hues, spreads the sunburst tinges of my timeless longing for you. Your emotive spectrum of colour painted a long time ago, the panorama of the golden garden in my heart’s canvas, blooming with the luster of love, now lost. Flowing in the captivating current of your magnetic attraction, my possessed passion sails to the moonlit bay of beguiled splendor, where your elfin image embroiders the constellation of stars in the sky of my furtive heart, where I preserve the stellar shine. On the trail of sorrow I trudge my life through, wander aimlessly in the wasteland of waning memory of the time past. The splinters of my mystique heart sigh silently, searching for you in the ruins of crumbled dreams, as the sparkle of your smile still lingers lighting up the desolate garden path, wrapped with the wilted leaves of winter. Their rustle echoes your songs for me, long lost beyond the still shore of silence. When in the seraphic spring you’re embraced by euphoric exuberance, you will never know the secrets of my pining furtive heart, how much it misses your world, where I want to be before I walk the last mile.