Delving into the breaches of this void
Whimpers fervorous and grating the air
Disparate echoes enraged and overjoyed
Empty ideals found shattered and bare
Shifting and potent ego’s used, employed
Near hands and hearts of those who care
Solemn faces, peace yet to be destroyed

She made sallow of the ripe and fair
Tastes like whiskey tamed by wine
Tried to fallow gained only despair
They won't miss me; stained in time

Madness observes the mind
Thoughts perched on the brink of sanity
Manic mirth, a friend in kind
Man gave birth to the truest vanity

Her Soul and Self Soaked in Beauty
Wreathed in the Light of a gaze’s steal
A Radiant Lyrical  Perfection truly
Took Heavy Hearts and made them Feel

A Pale Visage marked with Sea-foam Glory
A Goddess fantasy made Matter made Real
My Spirit softly bound by her Story
My Brick layers were not made to Peel

I go on softly Doting you, My Dear
Mending Matters with my unheard Deal
With time allowed, the Truth made near
The Black Heart and the Waxy Seal