An infinite canopy, an aimless path
The astute profusion
Calls you in to commence a journey into its hollows!
For once you are in,
It is the master and you its slave!
Shrieks into absolute silence it swallows,
Silencing all cries into its dearthy-profusion...
Driving you through invisible willows!
And there the broken autumn leaves lay lifeless,
Muting their passionate verses...
Surrendering to the air's whispering curses!
Darkness it is they say...
The misleading sucction...urge of the night!
The spirit's fury for the day!
It commences within the sedetive lullaby
And its end...
A mystery... Unasked... Untold...
All we know is that one truth
That your beloved drives you in...
Tempting you into an infinite kin!
And you the prey... Surrender with an undecisive will!
Into that darkness... The infinite emptiness!
-the_inkdiary
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