Flavoured by the intuition of a fragrant dream.
Wrapped in the embers of a wish.
Constructed unbroken heartsickness.
Waking hope in the abyss.
Too far removed from petty cares.
The root of creative pleasure
Stolen by the bustle of busy affairs.
Tantric melancholic visions
Washed and mended by the light.
Frozen, moodied fragile motion,
Tinted by a distant fierceness.