Secret Streets

Down secret streets, I glide Down boulevards that twist and turn Down the lanes of lost imagery I have seen in vacant rooms Of awakenings Of wandering shadows Your eyes of deep opaque sea Like dreams unknown unseen Where a halo of Sons fire burns around a black hole full of dark secrets I see roads deep in the abyss Strange days of bliss I would war to heaven via hells gate for the keys to your soul I would explore the secret streets of your desire I will light hearts sacred scarlet fire I pick your bitter rose I bleed on its righteous thorns I want you, no other But your essence wrapped around another Deep is my abyss How can I be blessed Down secret streets I fly in grand galleries Lost images, memory Vacant rooms full of your shadow Old furies An Aqua season in infinity Of sun fire haloed in apogee Black voids I am lost in odd rooms Unknown unformed I regress to canyons of solitude Without you, I alone dwell in darkrooms of my soul I see you lingering Dappled in the flickering lights from heavens war, a pale figure Of mechanical thoughts in Melancholy I wander down secret streets Lonely roads to nowhere Full of oblique shadows Where you may transgress Your shadow lingers on my soul Down thy inner realms where no one roams