Find me in the meadow
Sprawled out amongst
The drunken breeze

Where the moon glows
Brighter than the sun
Illuminating the crowded
Landscape where only
Rampant thoughts grow
Freely

And the poet’s flow
Sounds more like
The ramblings of a
Soon to be madman

Crazed by the nature of our
Two fates intertwining
But never touching