Often-on occasion,
That desire kills me-
To have, and hold "you".
To co-mingle our lives-
Into an epic unfolding.
Consortingly embraced
Into infinities left snoring,
Incepting for truth-it's escape,
From lies perpetual morphing.
Always a step from finishing the race-
We stop...and guide-
Always upwards with fore-words.
Solemnly stood; attentive and brave,
Doubt tempts none-
From grateful concordance.
Our quest is set to eject from graves-
Us, sealed into life-as death, in torture.
Who "you" are, is a named loved to change-
But I'll still keep a guess on absurdly...
For written in stars-our book remains-Eternally paving our paths to glory...
Until we, have harvested of all days,
The confusion;cause of all hinderance.
Reaping opportunity-for those chained,
Fulfilling his promise, of deliverance.
Waste not the time-to you, he gave,
By sailing drafts, of buried currents.
Instead-let's end, this deceptive game,
Releasing truth from stifled radiance...
