Autumn: A Ghostly Reprise

The bird's cry is that of a beautiful song
Broken shards of myrrh beneath it's weathered talons
Spring dawns, the freshly plumed phoenix spreads it's wings & glares at the inviting skyline
Wading through the waters of resilience
Whilst you drown in a quandary of ambivalence
The bravest sailors discard doubt to the fathoms below
Rise to the surface to those hopeful shores you know
You cannot forgive & I cannot forget
So we commit our love to the depths of regret

Beautiful puzzles under amaranth skies
Hearts with muzzles & a ghostly reprise
I wear no disguise, I wear no cape
I wish to survive, not to escape

I used to believe only in you but now my belief resides in me
No more metaphors, no more cryptic wars, we'll never again share a key