The mausoleum
A vacancy
A lone hallway draped in velvet
In case of clairvoyance
Consult the waters of clarity
And inhale the sweet scents of lavender
The monument
A love
A fountain of dreams and honey
In truth of adolescence
Delve deep into the pond
And conjure the elixir of eternal youth
The garden
A heaven
A romance dipped in vanilla silk
In absence of age
Or passion of angelic air
And fantasized worlds full of idealistic desire
Become infatuated with infatuation itself
