The noncommittal,
No room for acquittal.
Just to make it official:
*****, Hammer and Sickle.

2006
It was a masquerade
But neither of us strayed

2007
Paris went off like a grenade
Timing should’ve been more delayed

2008
We became a Medieval serenade
Bach and Baroque through the decade

2009
Your Boer War needed you to invade
As I fought my own crusade

2010
Went to your flag parade
But couldn’t keep up with the charade

2011
We dangerously played
We burned and betrayed

2012-2014
We created a blockade
For us to eventually fade

It clearly needed an upgrade

2015
But like a cavalry brigade
We remain investment grade

The raw district of her mind
An aquarius heaven in-kind
On a constant state of rewind
The dark sky has so kindly declined
It’s too bad we’ve already signed
Let simpler times lead us blind

As the dusk turns into confusion,

your echo tainted like an illusion.

After you break my heart again in true high fashion,

I hope you find clarity in compassion...

... if only you'd spare me from the wrath of infatuation.

In the midst of my shallow existence, I built a hall.
For you, a perfect storm, to flood it all.

So long to the words unspoken,
So long to the promise broken.