Poet’s Narcissus

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.