Down The Halls

I pass this wickedly narrow hall,

I walk blank, as if I were to rise or fall…

I am surrounded by these nasty creatures

Of crooked face, ugly teeth, bulging nose and other features.

I walk past this troll,

Whom by his phone, often does scroll

Then by the hag who cast spells

Of results in which, none can bare to hear nor tell.

I past more monsters than any heroes do

It’s the same routine, nothing ever new

But then, I approach a supernova of white

I come close to an angel who radiates brighter than the moonlight.

I approach you by the narrow hallway

If only time would still the moment so I could gaze at you all day

If only I had more than a sword and a shield

If only I had courage— the power to make efforts yield…

I would stand by your wings and gaze at your robe

As if you were a statue inside a glittery globe

I would hold you in my arms for you’re the perfect fit

To a jigsaw fathomable by wit.

My angel, my sweet serenity

If only I had a lamp that homes a genie

I would cast him free for he’s no longer needed

In front of me is all the wishes contained in one beauteous body— which I’ve always wanted.

The sun sets, the moon rises

As time flies, a moment vanishes

Every day I see you by the hallway, glowing genially,

I don’t get tired of it, for a sight of you is an adventure always uncanny.