Joon Poon
1 min readJun 14, 2020
Atop the saturn-shaped plateau
she gazed into the labyrinth of roses.
Beneath careful declarations of fidelity
she slid under, gasping for resolve.
Amidst burning mansions once adorned with dreams,
ambition in flames, melancholy joy.
Begin again in the end,
as if there were no yesterday.