~ m e l o d y ~
girl, you're rolling
in the rhythm and blues,
diving in an ocean of euphoria,
listening to faraway symphonies,
twirlin' lightly in the arms
of sweet, unreal cadence,
thinking you're finally free,
but you're still in love
oh, so much in love that
echo of melismatic ambience
dissolves you ever so slowly
in the sigh of a hypnotic trance
while you're silently fading away
in a repetitive mystical pattern
so that your steps falter softly
and you fall in the dreamy eyes
of a low, somnolent melody
only to wonder if you're over it,
but you're still in love
so what's the use of escaping
when you can lose yourself
to the tranquil embrace of serenity,
pour a cup of halcyon days
down the tunnel of your lost heart
and fall off the cliff into ataraxy
because staying in love is easier
than falling out of it, dear girl.
unless you're looking for something
that only heroes are able to do,
which is to walk away from love
when it no longer pacifies you,
no matter how drunken its melody,
'cause a love that makes you wonder about its entire existence, oh dear,
is not love at all, is not love at all.
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Poetry#314 in poetry [Aug 19, 2021] "A poet dares be just so clear and no clearer... He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it." ~ E. B. White.
