Steadfast
And arriving in bared eyes, to darken a room
Curious over the name of a voice that has
The time, with a risk to turn long looks, of doom...

Into a vanity of sorts
The walking upheaval or the heed of a share
We find too much more than a pace of distance, and mores
Of a clash with sincerity that has the look of simple care

Wall's, begins the voice
Have two names for it, et. al.
Heroine, we see your destiny, the total of choice
Made to order and select its own, as if flowers predict well

Dourly, the notion of implied faces, and their new nature
Of a waiting star, some were about, some were now
Some were a hero, to know seldom with a such, a curiosity
In the spare tastes and freedoms we make a romance, so how...

Turns of light into a sharing heart?
The sacred in a wondering heat, is a creation to view a need
With the solemn, to say with a new voice, shall and part
Let the day save its wealth in our hands, the person and the deed

Beauty so let, daring a legend
Have a soul for a second, something to do...
With a season to say when, a here after in tradition
Is our blessing come from the beginning, we knew...