My Will Is Melting…
Entangled in the boggy land of doubt,
And entrapped in the choices' web,
My will is melting…
To stand on the peak of selfhood,
And look down on all that is beneath,
And cherish the cherry-tasting nectar of being alone,
Or let my existence evaporate
In the galaxy of those black eyes,
And wear the silken blindfold of love,
And let the crystal fingers of Venus
Touch the velvet strings of my soul
To let the feathery divine melody
Enchant the drowsy ears…