Only time will tell
If it's the end of mine I long to find
Or just the new beginning
When I lose all track of rhyme
In loss of mind and lost control
Of blind ambition's suicide
Intertwined with passion's soul
So that in life I might revise
And redefine my dead inside
From slow declining glass of wine
To kind rewindings left behind
As memories that bleed
And drip their drops of pure sublime
Upon the lines of self-disguise
And ambiguity which hides
Me like a masquerade
Of drifting through transparent tides
When not confined to ocean-sides
In shallow depths through which I wade
Along the waves thine skies comprise
When lies are truths and lows are highs
The tantalizing heavens
Are the lighthouse in your eyes