Clem M. Bascar

Your tryst with the metaphysics
Glorifies the night
Enthralling
Breath-taking
A festival of star lights
In an enchanted heart

Once more it was you
At the threshold of reality
Promenading at the corridors
Of a mystical dawn

For a while
In a trance we danced
On scented memories
Bewitched for a moment so fleeting
Shackled endlessly to a dreamer´s fantasy

Hopelessly
I, a grieving orphan
Of the light