I sit here on break at my nine to five,
perusing the depths of word music divine.
Beauty I seek and bliss do I find
from poets unknownst to my imaging eye.
They come from some places so foreign to me.
Yet the freedom we share with our tongues
and our souls, it speaks volumes of strings
that connect us untold. Through the blessings
of two friends with gold in their hearts
I united with one  lamp whom lit up the dark.
This darkness had been shown to me, no not yet;
this lighting of candles conquered the sunset
of a beautiful Spirit who speaks strong to me.
I thank her for the words I look forward to read,
inspiring so, can't wait to join you infinity.