Days of Lilac

even if, I should reside 
here 
for eternity 
among 
dank shadows, 
my light will not fade 
my heart, not silenced 
but, hopeful 
in its strength, 
for it is drawn 
from 
the youthful embers 
of yesterday
like a pebble to a pond 
with hasty ripples 
it stirs, 
the scented memories 
the blissful visions 
of you, 
of lilac days 
gently spilling 
upon the face of dusk 
when 
you came to me 
with a step, so soft 
and 
passionate needs 
hinting,
from your scarlet lips
your breath 
etched, 
upon my brow 
your silhouette 
burned 
into the sacred paintings 
that hangs so lusciously 
upon the night sky 
against the moon, unsheathed 
and me, forever 
enamored 
by the beauty 
that is you 
forever, haunting me. 
and as I relish 
each moment, 
I swear 
that 
should I die, 
it would not be 
in vain 
for I have dwelled 
among celestial plains 
where, 
even 
Gods did pray 
surely 
a stranger to love 
I could not be
I await you, here 
my dear 
for all eternity…