My journey eternal

In search of a long-found love.

My journey eternal

Here I stand at the pinnacle of my private procrastinations.
Shielded from the bulging beauty of the world.
That splendid creature, a recluse; elusive and yet omnipresent.
Masked with a patina of transient disguise.

She slowly whispers, her words a loving caress.
Calling me out in a haze of potent pleasure.
The sycamore leaves crack crisply under my frenzied footsteps.
Murmuring directions to a blinded man.

The insidious mastery of my elusive mistress arouses me.
My thirst for her only dimmed by the fear of an actual encounter.
For what could I do once I gazed into this fragile flower?
Only destruction at my callous hands.

And so I follow a road I hope shall never end.
After all, man destroys that which he loves most.

Author's Note

Any comments, scathing or otherwise, will be much appreciated.

Reviews

[R.A. Youngblood]

This is very interesting and wonderful poem! Thanks for sharing..i really enjoyed it :D

[FireFly]

Hmmmm...the vocabulary used in this piece definitely enhances it and made it very enjoyable to read. As for the story as a whole, I absolutely love it. The lust, the undertone of apprehension...brilliant.