dedication to a beautiful love

In search for an answer
To a question never understood
Her musk fragrance lingers
Anchored on a promised eternity
Transcending within oneself
Like a painting hung loose

Familiarity to a lonely road
an inner voice resounding
And saturated awaiting
Quiet vulnerability of
the chinks in the whitewashed wall
Like a painting hung loose

That crystalline past
Overly romanticized
Entrapped scarlet letters
in sandalwood boxes
Cognition deprived
Asserting beauty in a constructed space
Like a painting hung loose

Yellow aged papers, spots attenuated
Attesting to his carelessness
And coerced definitions
Twirling in
A hegemony of meanings
Like a painting hung loose

Remnants of thoughts forsaken
In that space apart
Wrinkled to age
Fused together through vestiges of time
In the picturesque within
Like a painting hung loose

Like a painting hung loose,
A heart of gratitude lustrous at its core.