yesterday's tomorrow

A poem I wrote in grade 12 english.

My hungry love chamber        holding high the endless emotion,

Awaits the awakening air,      that chills the coldest sea of lights,

That longs for love         lingering on the sun table.

Cutting deep into the depths              of the darkest desirer.

Heading for the home of whales        Aboard, the horse of the sea.

Behold the rising rush of yearning             yields a path for fighters of freedom.

The harsh candle of the sky              deprives the energy of the insides keeper,

Where the window to the soul            delights in strange satisfaction,

In the driest drought desires               liquid gold lingering in the mirage.

The authenticity of the mask of identity        whispers willingly to the essence of feeling.

The serene celestial sphere merely wakes             for the astronomical heavens

Heed way to darkness               as the sky fire deliberately dims.

Till the sleep of the sword                 shall we part for paradise.

But for yesterday’s tomorrow            we cling tight to forever.