Glaring upon the gallows of lurid flames,
I squinted listlessly towards your narrow frame...

His
rage had...

Tossing away the ashes of youthful ferveur,
Shuttering the shutters of willful ventures...

On a cold winter's eve it all began;
By his portrait, my soul's desire was warmed...

In time, a desire distilled
Instilled in me...

In verdant prairies
where boughs of calloused...

Lewd attempts toward drive of happiness,
Crossed the threshold of unsuspecting...

I stood
awfully appalled...

With an azure tinge
around your eyes...

May the azure that lingers
around thine eyes be as blue...

God has given me a time to be with you
In my heart, I could just feel the happiness...

It never drifted as winds do,
Never faded like the waning moon...