A thought so pretty,
Wrapped in fragility,
Even a whisper would rob its antiquity,
Let it shine alone in tranquility,
Ponder on it silently,
Clutching the wires of your beating spark,
Let it lull your craze,
Dive freely and submit completely,
For its magic is gentle like promises hanging on a thread,
Close the curtains, Barr the outbreak,
Provide room for comfort,
Beseech wonder,
Do not address it harshly,
Or it would curl in itself till it vanishes,
The offense has a price but are you willing to pay,
The last bud resisted and forever he was restricted,
Bellowing  in the boulevard all could hear the agonizing cry,
Half hearts have no chance with the one pure at heart,
A simple visit would suffice,
Don't question, your price is due,
If not a visit then a sweet melody would do,
We survived hand in hand, twirling under the whistle of its fuel,
Driven in energy we mounted mountains after mountains,
As it watched us climb the climb we desired or sought,
The maze is cryptic housing blurry secrets,
Yet the light is flashing over our heads,
Be inviting and open, for it is fragile yet important,
One-touch and you will be rewarded,
For its pen has already started,
Huddle up in a circle for it will fall at any moment,
It will be a union of peace and long waited compensation.