I've designed
a write of elegance...

Upon a silent goodbye,
your apology meant...

Vermin remain
hidden...

I whispered your name
as my feet danced...

At the age of seventeen, I justified
my thoughts as opium...

Hypocritical eyes
glow in a misty gorge...

I once climbed your
humongous branches...

I once knew darkness,
when I met you under the moon...

A loner's eye can see the
ant hill...

Melancholy sighs
drown within pools of ponder...

The sheer hopes of tomorrow
lay blanketed midst a sky...

Listen to my voice dear man
through the pages and ink...