While standing beneath the starlit summer sky,
The red eyes of the ancient warrior king fell upon me!
The scream of silence encircled him
A stare so piercing, moist temple, peril nose...
Eyes gleaming like blazing amber,
Voice beguiling my tacit ardor
His smile - the frozen strip of malice!
His visage - the hideous vista of warfront!
Behind him, I heard the wail of anguish
But still my eyes stayed clasped to his.....
And nattered a thousand words unheard.
Down came he in the cart of nebulas and
Spread his crimson labyrinth around.
My speculum shattered at his feet
My breath chocked beneath his heartbeats
Strange senses then held my perception
But I woke up to realize the dream behind-
What’s overflowing in my memories?
It’s following me in my dreams...
A charming stare, fantasy of an enchanter’s eye,
Or, a silent seduction!
Murky dreams gleamed with fluttering fireflies,
Am I naively seeking for the crux of evil?
Soul relinquished to grisly ordeal
Am I searching him below the blanket of darkness?
Come he’d once and disarm me with smile
Utter a few words of innocent mischief-
A magical combination!
And then my heart will find his
And will start a silent seduction-
Until, breath marks the only barrier between us!
