Allure

Wind chimes, silver tide,
Midnight cat there by your side,
The iris, onyx, tearing, scattered,
Escape, this time, is not so hard,
Your faithful friend, a nuzzling heat,
That winds around your cold, bare feet,
A twilit realm, of blue and gold,
A feeling that need not be told,
A rainfall floods the every sense,
The best in life is no expense,
A butterfly, as pure as snow,
Untouched, unheard, and then to fly,
A whisper carried on the breeze,
Playing out beyond the trees,
A single move departs the mind,
From every cursed burning bind,
Dressed in black, beneath the night,
Unearthly, ghostly, drenched in light,
Tranquility and free as air,
A jaded paw runs through my hair,
I melt, in ice, down to the bone,
And blood, and mix, three, two, alone,
A shaft of light and pool of ink,
A sudden rush of all I think,
My mind is free,
A fusion, pure,
Jade stone, onyx,
Mystic allure.