Did I mention how much I love you?
When you saved me from my daemons in a winter cold,
When the gods denied me redemption and hope...
Not just another glove to fit upon the hand
With complexity of a lie yet sure to shine
Before it all.

As a diamond in the ruff
A precious
Rain cloud for the dried up cracks
In dessert heat.
The sky always staring down at me.
Another shadow to the day sleeps...

Do I know the time of fate?
Can I foresee the future's song,
On a fiddlers thumb.
.
Let's hope not