In Him

Frolicked rivetingly to his acoustic

Hummed insanely his verse

Gaped fondly at his portrait

Harkened fervently to his words

Soaked happy rain in his arms

Breathed peace in his breath

Embraced proximity in his distance

Experienced temple in his soul

Night

She sauntered in thicket among apparitions

As night grew mysterious, brooding and empty

He scorched his skin ferally among laden clouds

To let her nestle her distant nimble moon 

Consent

How he silently kept crafting her

Without her consent even once

To shine like a diamond endlessly

While being in imperial darkness

Calmly warming her lifeless soul

Where all pain melted in a gush

Filling her with hues unknown

Splashing every nerve with smiles

That were long forgotten and gone

Returned like lost children to homes

How he silently kept arming her

To face stifles like an exotic warrior

 How he silently kept crafting her

Without her consent even once