DEPARTED

Mind orbs slice through the descending thoughts,
was it really a tattoo trace of taboo desire
seducing all those silhouetted stark wish stars of searing,
where the heart was eagerly trapped within a labyrinth
creeping with vines of secrets?

Body quivers violently at the possibilities
evaporating like mirages
when lust fired feet approach,
bones shivering from the lingering revere ecstasy
left soaked upon the bed sheets.

Seeing one's shell of alter ego
pausing upon the staircases of seconds
traveled in stumbling, succumbing steps,
reliving the strident strides of strenuous figment adventure
leading to a dead man's detours into fleeting elysian cemeteries.

Quietly, lifting up the past so fated and forged.
where endless is the flashbacks riveting,
slowly recreating the walls of one's breathing penthouse,
grateful to stand above the myriad mystery of mishaps
toned in haunting echoes, ears will never forget.