by Ruhig

Shadowed beneath long lashes
In carved crevices
Resides a chroma of green
Contagious if caught in the right light
Temptation to pull any away
For a respite with the way
The world glimmers through
Enrapturing cones contracting
To focus on countless captions
As they flit in a somatic language
Extolling fathoms forgotten
In a haze passing
Romantic intrigue
To all souls seeking solace
From hard lines of definitive
Definition’s demand of a day