The Casanova's Lament

Dawdled my sacred morning away

Now I've come fore to walk again

Soliloquy of these trivial qualms

Unconsecrate artistry assembled in vain

This anti Orient is no pariah to me

I've ferried across it several times

Amidst my itinerary comes a jolly patio

The redolence I fret nighs off a graveyard of crimes

The lot of nerves is wrecking again

I distinguish the reek of every misdeed

Its beauty is a quarry of masquerade inane

Their orchids are azured of the rue I bleed

My fervent eyes are needy and vigilant

I can't satiate on just one in the posy

This rainbow sobriquet is after all so succulent

Every whiff of it keeps me eloquently cozy

Variants of adonis that flicker my sight

I look at 'em all with intimate desideratum

Faster approaching is this depressing night

My constant conundrum fetches me no ultimatum

I shall be leaving now

I'm not really enchorial to this prairie

The shamelessness that's brewing inside me

Brings denouement of a kind eerily scary

Last curtains drawn, the nights concealed

Last look of discontentment with a concerned pout

I'm not the gardener, is my crime my heed?

My guilty pleasure is that i always pluck one out.

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