The Myth

When the ancient lights flickered, 

Still hanging onto the dark quilt,

You held my hand and vowed for a lifetime,

Around us, the brown barks and greens shimmered,

Witnessing the birth of a once-in-a-lifetime love,

And the dim ring now held onto my finger,

Like how the air refused to leave your wrinkly lips.  

 

We stood at the edge of that cliff,

Taking precariously precious walks through memory lanes,

Painting each other with unending love,

 Reluctant to let go, impatient to consume, 

Anchoring our worlds against the oddest of odds,

A spectacle, 

A marvel, 

A wonder, 

And now I'm alone at that cliff with your untouched colors. 

 

I hang onto the smiles you painfully pushed out, 

I hang onto the words you tearfully extended, 

The ring on my finger, now so heavy, 

Pulls me into the reality of a world devoid of you,

And now I look for your presence in captured pictures, 

Like an abandoned puppy looking for its owner. 

 

When the petals of a pinkish dawn,

Kissed your long ivory  hair, 

The breaths we shared fluttered around shyly, 

Naked in the warmth of a springly embrace, 

The promises you whispered in my ear, 

Still alive and roaring inside me,

Dug their nails into my heart and bled out,

Like an unimportant fly squeezed by fingers to drain out life. 

 

Your hair flowed like a milky river, 

In the morning breeze, from the edge of the cliff, 

And as your magic soared, green lush flushed around us,

To all the seven mountains, as an elixir of life. 

The scents of tunes that poured out of your dizi,

And the spectacle of your silvery tang, 

Caught me in a mythical frame, 

Now I'm trapped in this fanged dream,

And the only way out is to bleed free. 

 

Like a kitsune devouring lived to live, 

To grow all nine tails for salvation from the creeping immortality, 

To finally meet my beloved, who was taken by the mortal sea,

Like a tear about to embark on a voyage to merge with sand, 

I'll wander the horizons, 

In search, 

In hope, 

In love, 

Till the end of all eternities, 

Until our worlds sink their canines into each other, 

And ooze into the love and life I'm bereft of.