If tears are wires tying  eyes to nose
if sobs are sinew
if night is dark
and day be light
and death be  long
I tie me up with tears and sobs and night in death.

I grant the chances I came across to
see me as I was, earthly, desires
another bare ground.

Heaven scents I breathe,
of you and me. I see
tears, sinew, eyes red, light,
as living with death and
chances met. I take
my ever in my hand and cast it to the winds;
never will I be
tied down.

to pluck from a stem a fair grown beauty.
't would be more renowned
to construct an altar to and worship  
her in that natural home of nature.
Visit each day, a time of sunshine a glow surrounds,
exalt in her innocence and creativity.
For never word  nor painting nor flower
in a vase, can  ever touch
that immortalness.

Onto a wall I post my claim for love beneath
thy balcony in Verona! I borrow thy name, Juliet,
my love is for her. I too have witnessed mine and thine passions,
I love her so, as did thee.
So, under thy balcony I left a poem,
a rose to another name,
a love I seek!
Help me William and Romeo and Juliet,
to send her my visions!

All spent of spirit
weak and mortal
I become a willing
double, wish to be immortal.

Take me while I am willing,
while I am not fearing!
While I am dizzy with looking for an end to this.

If a new beginning o eternal
rest, or condemn me to the fire below
for all my sins, I wait. Ready.

Judgement, was told to me,
by Father's, Son's, and Holy Ghost's,
in psalms and in reality.

So, I cast no stones. Closed my eyes ,
and tried
to look at me.

Now so tired, I see,
my sins my never reaching
dreams never doing enough.

I cast my remains upon the
pyre to burn for sins and wishes:
time is fleeting.

Take me while I see.