Eulalia enshrines the twilight mist Like scented Bluets on my lips. Blended palette of August eve Pewter rain's crystal reprieve. The air now, chaste, clean I breathe into it, I see it gleam. Wild blooms spill ambrosial notes On floating, fragrant Amaryllis motes. Synchronized flavor of ether flows Cosmos with raw abandon glows. Guiding me in time's unstillness To find myself in etheric fulfillness. I nourish my heart with poetry Nuturing it sets my senses free.