The Chaos In My Heart

Splitting open the rough rocky ledge of my garden, a sapling grows at the edge of the broken pathway. A lone bud blooms unnoticed with the color of spring within my heart with the alluring fervor of florid love. You waft past me on the wings of zooming zephyr, blowing a sensuous storm of passion through me. I hold the ruffled petals close to my confused heart, lest they fly away to the obscure recess of wilderness. Drenched in the diffused drizzle of twilight shimmer, you walk away from the withered garden once green. Your stride of neglect tramples unaware the flower, its crumpled petals swathe my disarrayed heart. On the splendorous crown of my halcyon heart, shimmering with the silver sheen of the argentine night, you gleam suffused with the sequins of mesmeric moon. I try to feel the tempting touch of your elusive charisma, but you glide away out of my sight like the autumn cloud, across my articulated sky I’ve carved only for you. Down the verdant vale of my cascading heart, your footprints trace the trail of disappearing desire. As I walk on the deserted garden path going nowhere, the remains of my love languish in psychic wilderness, longing for the enthralling embrace of the stardust, drizzling with the patina of your grace, I see tarnished. From the ebony edge of the opaque night falling stealthily, storm clouds surge with flashing thunders of tearing strife, splinter my sky studded with the shards of dream. From beneath the dispersed debris of distraught desolation, I perceive my depressed yearning discern the chaos in my heart.