savor every second
for time strays
like a wastrel’s whim
vying for remembrance
by the rebel heart
subdued
and nothing
can it be foreseen
save for scenes
in dreams forgone
for there i saw you
as you were
through the amber’s veil
alone
i looked
and then, i loved you
overtaken
by the looming void
where heaven
seemed to hover
as to taunt
what fragile depth
was nigh
in the midst
of wretched martyrs
maddened
arms outstretched
would meet
a frigid earth
awaiting us
below
what did belie


