influential repute (ay, son)

and in these still hours              
of the night                  
i rediscover your name.              
like fog hugging mountains,                  
like the quiescence of a butterfly,                  
like diving bells                  
and cavern lakes                  
and gentle rain,                  
your silver linings,                  
your voice of reason,                  
your gold-studded,                  
most brilliant,                  
precious name.                  
and i pull apart                  
in smiling slivers, reform                  
and reconfigure,                  
resurrect, reaffirm                  
the secret in my bones,                  
a fortune in my guts,                  
an odyssey,
a midsummer
night dream -             
my ode to Everything.                  
and tonight i speak to gods                  
in tongues and                  
ask for a sandman's                  
symposium with the queen,                  
for a dream within a dream,                  
lost within her, in perpetuity,                 
every subtle and stormy glance,                  
forever found within the faint                
glimmer of diamonds buried -                  
immortalized, our love.                 
Written by ruedabeyga
Published | Edited 2nd Feb 2019
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