A poem from my part as a token of love in NaPoWriMo! Now fireflies adorn mine poesy... Now fireflies adorn mine poesy, in this wakeful dark night For thou- O beloved, as thy thoughts ne’er reach me; Intense which were, by luxuriant wave of love Which if gathered in care, shall restyle heaven’s elixir; Do remind me they, those elegant days of passion Titivating mine vision, to a gentle wave of bliss. With crystals on her belly, as pious as thy heart In motion, smoothing her bright lustre each day All pain did cease, in darling's sacred eyne As if fashioned since ages, overseeing love’s legend. Thy loveliness in her smile, as young roses of May Art mighty before winds, which seeks to rob all joy. Golden chariot of thine, cushioned by divine hands- Would mourn if pains thou, O fine Aphrodite’s charm. Dulcet nightingale, or a bluebird of paradise Perchance pines for the secret, of thy sheer perfection. Thy arrival’s a tumult, of tender elegance as the Sun Rising in the wake of winter’s dead veil. O winters! O winters! Why gazing o’er us? Erotic essence of our song, is loosing now tis’ words. Aloud in alfresco, autumn’s adoring eternity Now's haunted by the whispers of omen long dead- On divinity unmatched, the seed of all disaster; Which albeit had to be, the seed to endless love. Listen! O inane people, all worship art to God, Who imparts tale of love, awaiting us to imbibe The glory of grandeur emotions, foretelling unity to grow. Narrow doors of sanity, never let in boundless nights- This fair fervour when blooms, tis’ devoured by time & now fireflies adorn mine poesy, in this wakeful dark nights, I await ink to dry out, for Master’s pleasant sight. -R.G.