As brilliant days loom towards inevitable night,
With fraudulent captivates in graceful slumber,
Heeds mighty tides bleaching this beach white,
Leaving one's curiousity to undoubtedly wonder,
What if once by nay but instead granted in coax,
Chival'ed cursed notions of undisputed tongues,
Where a delusional heart and keen mind mocks,
The gnawing religions of those nays and nones.
Simply plays man, bounded by physical laws,
To whom knows and desires all but no-things,
Shall wears then man, the shacklings of flaws,
And grants the artifact by which false romance brings.