A labyrinth of ludicrous thoughts with a hint of mysticism and an incessant search to find a balance between this world and the ethereal one, all of this and more…
sit up, then smile, then brood, then laugh, look around, a tiny tear Stop sigh! it didn't elude you speak, I talk, you wave, I nod Pewterish moonlight, glimmering tonight, yoke, come closer ephemeral is this halcyon night Don't touch, just look Don't go, just wait Its you, Its me, these ripples desiccate Then come lets go home, to the stars, away from days, where dreams are ours!
Look yonder at my sleepless dreams, my darling, I pilfered each one from many sleepless nights, my darling, hitherto pinioned by my fears lived a mirage, dawn awoke me to behold your eyes strolling the skies, my darling.
A rich bohemian whispered to me one day, she blessed, 'your prayers will be doted on someday' With celerity in my fortunes and baroqueness in my hope, remember, my darling, this pauper became yours that day.
Now again I set gaze at the golden moorlands my darling, for a bohemian to pass by my hearth, oh darling she will bring paeans of your return, fulfilling chimerical domicile of those nights, my darling!