None tomorrow, none today?
Wishing you a merciful, now
Truer pout's and cares, could a loyal
Companion, comprehend your asking, vow...?

Does a puppet like to watch, you understand?
Misery's music and it's forbidden gift's?
Of curiosity and its chide, couldn't worldly eyes befriend?
Turning weal into knowing kind's irony, past time for us?

Candid to a brazen lip, that saw your eye's
Wonder right back, the sincerity of an imagination's have
Is a clamor for surprise, and means to liberate, well, wise?
Considered the which of the whence, we save, you, from it's gaiety?

Never seclusion, our futures in limbo?
The waiting wishes to air in a room, with windows parted
Known to be, our freedom in the hope we add, owing...
Here is a sharing heed, ready to become soul's smarter?

Future clues fated to a salty excuse, that had the name
Of presence and a joy to finish its first mile
With a risen course, in hardly any fame or shame...
The knower, and the nothing, but the fate of a friend, to enjoy the silence?

Naked feeling's, promises we never imagined
Without presence in the paces of good fortune, with arguably toil
Of requiem in the miracle we call, intuition weaned
From the smile of causes, we named in vengeance, cowards