Forestphile
written by: Orlando Blake
Finding an aisle in
The wilderness castrates
The mind never to
Visit the beauty again,
Whispering to the
Silence, the swarthy
Draws silhouette
To hide the promenade.
Smelling the myriad
Of fragrance whirling
Around, the paltriest
Extended her aroma,
The neat trifling dared
Leaving the ambrosial to
Starve again, remorse
To pique for eternity.
Dust sigh heavenly
To weep the leaf litter
With saunters heaving
The feuillemort to shower,
Brumed in her deluge
Cloudburst to mizzle
The jungle into a garden
Spiced with petrichor of love.
The sonorous ruptures
The reticent resting
The nocturnal for
A shuteye, the dreams
Of the habitation plumule
For the lashes to blush
The monsoon cannonade
To steal the longing heart.
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