phantasm

largo…….

Limbs twisting decadent, slow
smooth rolling water skin caress
gilded phantoms, dreams long left
ever does nothing churn more my soul

andante crescendo…….

warm silk enshrining whispered blush
fermenting spirits ascendant pleas
rapturous drowning in wanton seas
Spring’s course raging incessant must

adagio diminuendo…….

Still now, leaden angles repose
rivulets forging errant lanes
torpid dust fragrant, sweetly strange
Interlude pulled by rosined bows

al fine…….

Phantasm