Stirring in my repose
Of you again.
With unconscious smile
Sweetening dream.
Twas just a sun ago
I smiled before
Return to reality
Lonely again.

What is it that brings my mind
Back to you?
Is there something we can't see?
After two score moons,
What is this telling me?

The years flashing within my head
Only the latest two
First in peace but now in question
On my timeline of you.

All the memories blazing past
Lost nostalgia once evermore.
I came to love you, love you strong
Conjuring intangible blood and gore.

In our fresh acquaintance, I thought you so
With unaltered personality
Defiantly I have seen you change
By reaction to reality

Your back has turned, unattending
It looks from here to be so far
Tell me why please, oh please I plea
Cause I do not know who you are

Anymore.

The time draws nearer,
The end of the beginning
Looms over the horizon
Speeding ever closer.

Fatigue installs within
And reigns times in time
My impetus shares the throne
Several total confidence.

When the end is here,
Where will the beginning be?
My conscious proves nervous
In times of eternity.

I imagine then
At the end of the end
When it comes
I'll exist alone.

The glistening spherical platform
Capturing the eye with a hue,
Of transparent blue.
Within the center of a twinkle
On blue and admiration,
No dust or cover exists,
Polish every day
By master art creator
A stone appraised,
With no price,
Irreplaceable individuality.

A gem
Full of its warmth
Held closest to me.
And upon my heart.

A wretched curse fallen upon me
A virus that lives inside me.
I shall accept it no more.

My heart cannot be mended
Further than it has been broken.
Back then, oh way back then
Touching you gave such warmth.

Now you feel cold to me,
And my limbs freeze from your touch.
I cannot touch you further,
You freeze and shatter my heart.
You hurt me, torment of total anguish
Stay away from me, quit breaking my heart.

I cannot stand you anymore
Quit touching me.
You're so cold.

Rage flexed upon each other
Never once agreed together
Mind and heart seem to sever
Ever since life twas born.

War on scale far so grand
No spot of green o'er the land
More shelling than one may stand
Inside a war between mind and heart.

Tranquility here seldom given
Peace consistently overridden
To reconcile is forbidden
And blood splashes o'er battleground.

Do not make the mind mistaken
It is know for and has taken
Life from it and heart as Lincoln,
Engine of Life may destroy itself.

The heart is stubborn, and is strong
It shall fight and know no wrong
Until the ego brain is gone
Then it shall fuel the body blindly.

Now in love the balance is broken
There no free card nor no token.
Because the love for her is broken
In a splice one may not resect.

The heart in pain is ghastly screaming
And thus the mind is gently scheming
To rescue dreams of loveful dreaming
In a treaty for brand new love.

Amongst robes of satin and gold,
Stood three men of stories told.
There a wise man, of no reputation
Holds before them, behold! Such elation!

In his hand thrice a curious box,
So the men exchange in outrageous talks.
"What joke is this? Off with your head!"
And forcefully arrest him in his stead.

But this man of origin ignoble,
Without struggle of position immobile
Surrenders each a box to these bureaucrats
For each in size of one cubic inch at that.

And before the sound of earshot fades,
"Beware when you open of what cascades!"
So the man is silenced into his tomb,
Leaving mystery lingering upon the room.

Each a man such such ferocity,
Inquires upon the box with curiousity.
Without caution the first man tears it agaze
So the mind's eye bursts into bountiful blaze

And so, what **!  It is with your haste!  Your pompousness, your distaste!
I shall pry your sight to show you light, yet ne'er a way into your heart's blight!
So much so even the sun's fusion surrenders in succession to stiffly cold ice,
Forever forgotten, forever forewarned of your fervent fear and greed and vice.

So his mind comes about, facing reality
Shrugging his fate of ultimate finality.
Such the second man tosses it aside,
Yet it flies open, where he cannot hide

So you, your apathy, your content in nothing!  Shall you idle forever true.
Knowledge has tainted you, pride stricken you, you stand tall a pillar of stone.
For stone you are, and stone you shall be!  So much a pillar of salt of the the sea.
Tossing aside the weak and the encumbered to cares of yourself outnumbered.

Fear is struck in the heart of this,
No longer for such a heart in bliss
And the third, the final acutely aware
To open the box with everso care.

Thee the third, the final, your pleas!  Absorbed and plowed by evil's devotee.
Hold your heart true, all prayer endue a baby's flesh shall imbue thine heart!
For I know your deeds, and you unlike no other!  Yet let them smother you not.
For seek and you shall ascertain, knock to make the truth before you naked.

So fallen in reverence upon the knees
A chill rendered without cold breeze.
And the three transformed by man ignoble
Yet not simply here, but to judgment global.

Alas, remember this time of year,
A time to hold dear and cheer.
The time to recount first breath,
Yet a time to celebrate death,
Defeated.