PRETENTIOUS GRANDILOQUENCE (With Tongue in Cheek)
With florid sensuality the cryptic phantom seeks its paisley patch,
A wish, a dream foretold, fading as a summer breeze.
Nestled softly, its breath a wisp,
Shrill and sleek its opulent members gleam, caressed by wind and time.
Dark chambers daunt the ravishing tide, clasping tightly, sauntering slowly
While the daunting, iridescent, crimson glow seeps across a torrid path
Rhapsodic voices quell the shimmering host as docile murmurs are heard and felt
And closure dims its eternal light.