Journey Through Mystical Cave

A daunting road through the hills

Chilling air caught off to kill

My spine, that was enough jittery, like last time

And with no roadmap, even more, sublime

I begin this Journey through Mystical Cave

Your heart 

Splurging zero Nickle and zero dimes.

Everything imperfect in this perfect setting

Has it's way down south, where secretly dwells

Your childhood sweetheart. 

Resisting massively, how I ended up meeting her, 

In all her glory and in all her charm, baffles my calm

A spot she firmly acquires, that only firsts are privileged to admire

Cause firsts happen only once. 

That profoundly explains her sordid presence.

I head off to places growing darker than the last time, 

Though flowers of your passion twinkle on the side

The middle ground still is rashed with cries

Of loss, resentments and honest mistakes that hurt, 

I pluck the flowers from the side and lay them

All over the ailing ground

I hope to ease your bleeding wound.

About hours of traveling in circles, I spot an ocean

bend towards its deep ends to confirm it's a mirage

Startled I skip several heartbeats

To find lengths and lengths of me

Gushing in the ocean of Glee, where

Waves ape my laughter, and skies echo my name...

So deep that you'd never run out of me!

Cause lasts always run deeper than the sea.