Midday Fantasy Poem by Angelo Estioko

Whispers of the dove swayed
And their graceful steps ignited him.
Aural elation lullabied her.
She nodded and granted it a vessel.
He is honorably kneeling.
He stood to trace a line.
Their eyes crossed paths —
Lips became hills—
A valley betwixt warm ambiences sprang—
The tepid river linked the crimson lands.
Saccharine genuineness entered the scene.


March!


Songs of success,
They tamed the bystanders.
Dances of delight,
They dug trenches in their feelings.
Cuddles of love
Teeming in a couple of souls,
They burned the coldness in their eyes.


Halt!


Ignited roses flared up.
Harlequin aura is blazing in loop.
Ring-shaped flame split into two.
Chills avoided them.
Blistering scorch forged the bond.
Passion and devotion are formed.
There, molded vessels grew in heat.
Their names imprinted with fire.
Burning teardrop on their palms
Placed before their hearts;
Leaden clouds can cease the heat of love.
A promise with pain


March!


The moment performed,
And he abandoned the forceful knave.
Time patiently trained it.
Nuanced expressions were thrown at the Keep.
The splendor of their emotions,
Tuneful with their heartbeats -
Rhythmic love shivered the bystanders.
The final hug summoned the lights,
And the comets collided with one another.
Eye witnesses were cross eyed.
Dazzling relationship flashed before them,
Totally mesmerizing the bystanders.


Paired stances endured ranges of hardships.
Memory by memory, they are honed.
They fit together like puzzle pieces.
They are meant for one another.
They kissed anew.