~ A SEMBLANCE OF VENERATION ~

A rara avis among all creatures,

Exuding grace through these heavenly features,

Should I or shouldn’t I profess ignorance,

Eluding veracity via perpetual trance...

When splendour shimmers ahead of time,

Will forever be an act of mime,

Frozen in a cataleptic state,

Each time confronted in the palm of fate...

Perfect roses aren’t always alive,

It’s a wonder if they even survive,

In the vein of poignant effigy,

I envisage… I imagine… I foresee…

You walking by me,

Semblance Of Veneration,

Is it real or merely obsession?

4th March 2001

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