In The Mist Of Serendipity

Sauntering with poise    
my maiden of amour.   
   
Lilacs, and forget me nots,    
pulsate accordingly.  
   
Her serene glide,    
rusts my steel encased core.  
   
I inhale her tangerine    
pheromones of tranquility.  
   
How, I long to be    
her absolution defined.  
   
Her cornerstone    
of blessed stability.  
   
Her treasure of breaths    
forever enshrined.  
   
How, I long to be    
her unwavering sanctity.  
   
I influx measured    
particles of chemistry.  
   
To seduce this    
siren of splendid chance.  
   
To coexist in this    
realm of complexity.  
   
Our wave of energy,  
fortuitous dance.  
   
We fall together in    
the aether of night.    
   
Coalesce, manifest    
into divinities quiver.  
   
Soul stirring,    
intertwined,    
celestial light.    
   
Congress to depletion,    
ubiquitous shiver.  
   
Holding, graciously firm    
on to our soul of sole.
   
Serenaded by the wind    
of relative lucidity.    
   
Breathing, symphonically    
waiting for the sun.  
   
We fade enveloped,  
in the mist of serendipity.  
 
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