Illumination scribed with hands unworthy
What is written, blurred in the saline sea
Of shaking hands interred intrinsic
Marred by the frailty, the stale air of finality
  Diaphanous dischord, the emptiness shared
Through the clamorous cacophony, two heartbeats lapse
When the electrons collapse
With the ephemeral misfire of an eclectic synapse 
  Stillframe shuttered, our travesty stuttered
Her. Ethereal. Majesty
Allowed her grace to suffer my glory
The purgatory of ill-gained pleasure
Once felt in love, this forgotten measure
Stained of loss and a soft-red chardoney
   Through the veins runs the injection, infused by the torment
Infected with the rejection
Soul split with the shards of my confession
Shining upon the starlit transgression
She sings to my silhouette, her fading countenance 
   A nowhere scream among the trees is naught but a lark
Following it's dream, a fanciful breeze
   Mistress of my mishaps, I regard her as a ghost
Into this shell, I relapse, compassion without pity
Her visage is lit
A shroud of serendipity