
The Immortal Look
A pale white midnight luminescent glow of content,
Subtle notes dancing in the background, angelic sent.
I long dared to dream that this would be my present.
Exceeding wildest fantasies, rendering me supplicant.
To drink from this fountain, to sit at the tree of we.
The city saunters below, yet her calm exudes peace.
To blank stare into the sea and feel her next to me.
Such pity for those who do not know – a lost caprice.
A look in the eye, to always know that you just know.
All the moments amplify joy, swirl a fairy dust magic.
To gaze into her sky, and dance through never hollow.
Happy feet thrashing the leaves of never quasi-tragic.
Sweet serenity the immortal look of her quiet sleep.
Vindicated, I adore this magic moment, ever to keep.