Romantic excess implies the journey to the land of imagination where spiritual images impel the mind .
Submitted:Mar 19, 2013
She in her crescent blare ,
Flashed as damasked May ,
My wonder waiting eyes glimmered ,
Beyond the visibility of a bay .
My imagination's wheel weaved on ,
With splendor of what she could be ,
And an eternally somber mirror ,
Sprang , from the unfathomed depth of me .
Discovery ! discovery ! cried my poor being ,
As if I lost my memorized-mind ,
The tinged -glow of romantic idol ,
In the astonished figure ,
Rippled and gleefully shined .
I wished to catch , willed to set a match ,
And forwarded the suit of my infatuation ,
The rock trembled and ran ,
The sea got evaporated into the sun ,
But my vision grew, and grew ,in commotion .
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