You're the fruit I dare not taste,
Yet I cannot let you wait and waste...

I know your carrying a heavy load
Walking all alone down this dusty road...

Lets not play babies got no back bone
since I'm afraid your missing your stones...

Look yonder with thy fair sight,
Since for fancying maiden is on the rise...

With an ocean of motion
I make a Rhyme...

Yes we fought for for a few hours,
Just in silent tongs...

Some times it's blind to mortal eyes,
The blank undefined harmonious cries...

Some times it's numb to mortal touch,
Our Feeble life balancing on a crutch...

Some times it's silent to mortal ears,
When sinful thoughts are released to peers...

So now I'm lying on my bed,
Hopin' and wishing I were dead...

Look in thy mere and thou reveal knight?
Oh with thou jagged dagger reveal what stains...

Blue berry pie is pasted upon face,
Similar jersterous acts of entertainment...