I viewed partially the city after dark,
As I was pondering the beauty all around;
There are impediments of allegorical myth,
That I try to carry on the hardest task on earth.
I momentarily left the whole world when distortion comes in,
Behooving for someone beyond the tryst among others;
To be able to outclash the deepest abstraction,
The affliction of this lower terra-mid.
Myself was fluttering o’er the context of my status quo,
When I overrated in mind one soulful invocation;
I have found somebody with pulchritude and idiosyncrasies,
And may this cynosure of mine be ascribed by heavenly guidance.