Horizon

Nowhere thou art
Then where thou art.
Its like zephyr that blew
Made me felt of thee beyond lee.

Till I yearned to breath it in,
It was gone in whirlwind.
I didn't know;
What epitome of emotion I'd lo.

But sturdy was it
In its own way fit.
The woman in me
A fragile stuff as she.

Urged thy presence;
Deep in my sences.
I heard thee hither
May be staring thither.

With every drizzle on my visage,
I felt the green of my age.
How it more urged for rain?
How it incited in fain?

It was then down the green hill cedern cover galore;
The clouds bellow.
There my benign sight,
Caught thy eyes alight.

The jiffy doth bide;
When thine eyes locked mine.
Amidst us lie to daze.
The green deep chasm palled in surreal haze.

The droplets lash,
Thence out with dash.
I never knew those reflexs
And deemed the gaze would never deflect.

Behind me was the shades of green woods.
Aye- shades of green- my hood.
The deluge did accentuate it.
Embellished the emerald, the colour of wit.

Before me thee,
Mein akin a Roman God, all power set free.
Behind tho the sapphire livid dell:
The sky into the waters, splayed and fell.

I tacit the caress of thine eyes,
Beseeched "Be mine" and never lie.
The wind blew, my long long dark hairs blew.
An enchanting fragnance it threw.

I knew thou enamoured the smell,
And the spell.
Thine chest inflated.
My woman longed, melt and deflated.

Hitherto which never chanced,
Anew on us, it lanced.
The angels viewed a panorama so ornate
Ripped open soul's, sentiments inert are sate.

'Twas a figment, a horizon.
Merging the green and blue zones.
The green was me
And the blue was he.

Unified we in an eerie way;
Staggering us and not to say.
'Twas a mixture of amatory and platonic souls;
The distances fade and fold.