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Legend of Silence

To the legend of silence
that speaks in trembling stillness
I’ve seen your halcyon halo~
that illuminates wilted weeds 
and tilted tendrils 
unfolding perfumed wings,
allowing sizzling seas of stardust to rise.

But something about the way
your soft skin caresses 
my bruised bones,
ignites poetic sparks,
carving scarlet skies of fears
with luminous letters 
and nomadic numbers. 

Yet I, the mistress of metaphors,
remain hypnotized by the harlequin blades,
in your virtuous garden of butterfly serenades,
searching for a phrase to describe 
the selflessness that you
portray,
through jasmine scented analogies.

I empathize with your locked-up tears, 
cloaked discreetly beneath feathered sunsets,
for, in solitude, your soulful song soars,
unfolding sorcery from a symphonic tapestry of darkness,
like a broken bandit dressed in lion limbs,
walking through nocturnal nothingness.

I heard the soldier within you 
shoulders heavy burdens~
as an aquamarine armored savior,
to the ones that long for petals of peonies~
that emanate healing through peridot gates of your midnight eyes. 

Sometimes, I wonder, how you 
stand so firm,
unmoved by the wicked winds, 
carrying hail of heinous hymns, 
unfolding your fingers to weave unerasable auroras
across greyest horizons,
enabling the blind a lilac ladder to the tangerine moon,
where flowers flourish like fairy-dust blossoms. 

If only, you can see yourself,
through these words, 
maybe then, you will realize,
your picturesque patience
and presence is enough to paint
every wrong right,
amidst the fickle fog against the sharpness of your sight, 
I see you as the rainbow star that
sprinkles hope, 
upon my anesthetized heart,
there I walk above lunar-kissed ripples,
embracing the empathetic silhouette of your tender twilight.

Tonight I’ll wear sage to sleep,
hug you from miles,
let memories of the sun that thawed wintry thoughts
be the lullaby,
as I look for you, astral waltzing, 
to place my cheeks within your empyrean embrace, 
where home is a feeling I find with you. 

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