What a hopeless phrase. What a terribly, terribly hopeless phrase.
All I Lack
This new captain has all I lack
The Smiling Elf-Child
Through stained glass windows are partridges//Singing in the boughs//Reciting favorite passages//That pleasantly could rouse//The dear elven-child//From his lovely dream//And with a lovely, toothless smile//His candor would brightly beam
Decision at the Edge
And on that day, His promise held true//my God taught me hope and Love through you
One Truthful Piece
...I might leave behind one truthful piece
Worth
What if I just sit here. What am I worth then?
Lovely, Sing Me to Sleep
As a tear falls down my cheek///Lovely, sing me to sleep
Flavorful Words
My Love has brought me flavorful words//And so I give back to you, childish and unsure
Tired and Frail
All these pretty little words may never be seen By anyone else's eyes besides me And I'm coming to terms with the vast, open dream Where echoes are lost and eyes are unclean My eyes have been unclean for some time When I could no longer eat up my rhymes Even if polite, with... Continue Reading →
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