Fume of Sighs

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs
How beautifully ethereal it's music to the ears
Annointing closed eyes with tempered visions
Matchless romance beyond gates of fear

I am entranced to think it today
What might have been could've stayed
It was sweet perfume my innocent bliss
Now the fumes of sighs make night's blue abyss

Yesterday's misty haze proves no lie
Love lies beyond our questions
Above Hows and Whys
It's always been for better and for
Worse
Love creates it's rationale and ambience
Mortally stricken I delved into
My antique shop of
Potpourri
A few free moments I dwell in peace
The portal gleaming a golden arch
My hands lift up the urn with the
Magic powdered pass
Once more before morning
Overtakes us my life
Find me take away the loss
With your bewitching love
Smoke of heaven
Fume of passionate sighs

(c) Amrita Valan 2015