We Perish a Symphony (Written to: R & B Love Song Instrumental Beat – “I’m Sorry” 2013)

My piano love, blaze the guitar, awaken soul. For something
Dies; and something lives, my heart. Such tears of wisdom;
And such a cryptic love. We perish a symphony; and we
Live an orchestra. My love, a cello flame; and my love, a
Wiccan star. The nights are so brutal, my cultic love. But
Depth the arête, a rhythmic voice, a chakra flare. I love, a
Portal flame; and I love, a mythic flame. Enliven soul, my
Passion afar: alert the Ghost: have her speak in my honor.
For light, a vision dim; and every symbol, a violin. Thus the
Tears, silent cymbals, for the world—a deaf lullaby.  My 
Love, I perish such glory; and nigh the torch, a crying flame.
She wails the fortune, and pleads the tear. I relish soft,
Musing Artemis. Such chastity, wrapped in lust; and such
The treble, soaring dreams.