another dark adventure
with magic in my stare,
wearing all black and
beginning to prepare.

yesterdays socks, he talks
                                in knocks
like winds breaking boxes
                                       the ones we locked ourselves into
debates. locked debating
                            contemplating:
which move to make next?
can you answer me, or be a cancer beam?
or are you listening and losing steam?
burning mass before me, the brightness in your eyes...
I had never been so mesmerized.
I can't forget the feeling of the
winters snowflakes,
the wake and bakes,
the give and takes
the honesties...
which turned out to be fakes.

it's perfect timing to arise:

I can forgive the things
that cut my strings
because like hair
my heart's in springs.
restlessness thoughtfulness,
but the ways you are true
send me blue and undo
the pain from the casting,
cloudlessly and cruelly,
again and forever may stem
from the light in your eyes,
blooming sunflowers in
orchards of the greenest grass
you'll ever find.
so unwind, and relax,
calm down the feverish sight,
dim your eyes before repeating
such devilish lies.