Organ Concert

First glance awakened in me shy mornings of spring,

flirtatious summer playing hard to get.

 

Through a whirlpool of limbs spilled streams of azure,

and soon everything was under luminous water, floating.

 

Tempestuous shoals of revelers clouded these depths, and everything that I am willed the tides to sweep us together.

 

I swam through a current void of time,

during which a million stars were born, lived an eternity then burned out,

and disappeared.

 

She, like them, had disappeared.

In that moment, I feared that allowing a vessel of such colour drift away would surely drown me.