A Road Ode

Your lash is a span to distant domains.

Iridian bridges and ciliate lanes

Course through the cosmos and straight to your eye

Where revelrous realms of enchantment do lie.

Unbound by the hour of typical time,

I'll travel those highways of slender sublime.

The rays of your gaze bedazzle and daze.

They play upon paths in a shimmery haze.

Stricken by splendour and smote by your sight,

I'm blind in the brightness of luminous flight.

Your glare is the grace at the end of my chase,

And it shines in the infinite night.