AMBER AND NECTAR

A wish granted is a web of fate woven,

Although still unkown, yet too familiar.

Choking on longing, streching too far,

Grasping for keeps, haste brings defeat,

Cause  the very amber trap is filling empty voids.

Taming the jaguar, restraining the humming bird,

What will be left in that quiet nest, when all are gone.

Quiet nights that you have befriended long ago,

They will haunt you like a raven, telling the truth.

The sound of screams will harmonize,

The stormy souls will turn into ghosts.

The very costume that has been sown ages ago,

Will be rehearsed one last time.

Maybe the nectar that you longed for,

Can keep you wide awake in your sleep,

Dreaming the dream.

                                                   2 Nisan 2012