Those Quivering Echoes…
"what those quivering echoes are trying to say.."
Can I share my soul with you
In that sweetest ripple of passion
Otherwise… I feel like.. those hidden tears
Some dimming embers trying to shine
At the very brink of waiting eyes…
What? Did you smile for me… Oh! I so envy myself
But I end up caressing the roses as you are not with me
Do you hear my incoherent whispers, those quivering echoes?
Long ago I told you…. my love is a waking volcano
Not a mere candle that can be extinguished by the winds..
For me, a storm is just a velvet touch, greeting the flames within..
That is the way you pass by me, stirring my very being
My darling, yon can grow the reddest of roses in blackest of ashes
While I melt and melt inside, a lost beat of a broken rhyme
Searching for your cadences, in the whirling mists of nights.