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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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