An alluring, ambient attraction
blessedly baited by beauty,
Calloused cancer remains chaotic
disaster dividing duties.
Enhanced emotions are ethereal
frolicking in faded fantasy,
Greatly guarded by gradience
hung in the haze, happily.
Iridescently illuminating ire
though we jest in jubilant jargon,
Killing with kindness, none-too-keen
languidly, the loss does largen.
Manipulated by masterful malady
now trying to neutralize the nagging,
Openly observing the ominous
preparing for prevalent parading.
Quietly, I wait in queue
raging in restless remorse,
Silently, I solemnly swear
to tango in twisted traverse.
Unfortunate in my unrest
variably lost within the vortex,
Wistfully wishing for wellness
exhausted with bodily threats.
Yearning, desperately, for youthful repeat,
no longer zapped by weakened energy.