serene leaf
skies with those whimsical tunes,
nights with their godly hues,
like a mermaid in a lagoon,
the sea fresh water, but a moon.
the moonly night she adores,
he adores but not the moon,
a letter to her the pigeon bore,
an ache in his heart when she got bored.
back to the mermaid in the lagoon,
her starry eyes whimper,
the twinkle in her eyes.
his demeanor was shed,
never brought back.
his lover was dead,
never brought back.
charred token