her carefully placed paradox under sunset's haze

A Poem by winter;lyra

                     I sense...
          Peppermint taste under sunset's haze....


                 As the clounds deflate...

                     And the trees menstruate...

(I've never seen their faces)

Never been too safe - only under her care my song propagates

...But

She has never seen my face
If not the shades I shame

She makes me...
Love and roam along the souls she hoards

Under her carefully placed heartless paradise trap

but

She makes me MORE!
She makes me fit enough to pick up the pace
To remake the song under a new harmonious TUNE

She makes me LOVE!
How the sun's Kingdom is ALWAYS hers to take
The countless nymphs hers to save

she says Soon, consummated your truth
Soon, all selves converge
Commit to your end, allow your memory to stay

Say! Do YOU ever stay?
Sane
Safe
And stable
Just here
Under the soon to end sunset's haze
But endlessly prolonged by your lip's embrace