Unsung Serenade

In realms ethereal, we ascend the stair,
Our fleeting gazes intertwined in air,
Transcendent and evanescent, this tender plight,
Yet within our hearts, an ineffable knowing takes flight.

Butterflies pirouette, seraphic and amorphous,
Whispering esoteric secrets, shrouded in a luminal chorus,
Oh, how I yearn for them to linger, their presence sublime,
In this ephemeral expanse, where fear finds no place and time.

Through the verdant meadow, our path unfurls,
A gentle zephyr carries your essence, as I behold,
Transient is the nature, whispering in the breeze,
Yet I'm aware, your soul's truth it does seize.

Palpitations, unspoken, within us stir,
An uncharted symphony, our souls concur,
In this poetic silence, a tale unfolds,
With nuances untamed, where desire molds.

Unsaid infatuation, profound and elusive,
Within this labyrinth, our bond tightly fused,
With artistry and grace, our souls serendipitously entwined,
In this unuttered sanctuary, love's testament transcends.

Yike is a 16-year-old sophomore from China with a passion for international relations, creative writing, and debating. Her work can be found in Blue Marble Review, The Trailblazer Review, The Teen Magazine, among others. She edits for multiple academic journals and literary magazines, and she genuinely loves it.