Golden sun
Golden drums
Beating to the beat
of my heartbeat
Pounding to the sound
of your even ground
Your lips singing sweet
melodies of times
before I heard
the sound of
You.

Envy
Jealousy
All the things they say to me don't
Make sense
In my mind where I
Create sense
Make sense

Never before have I felt this way.

They told me
They made me
The way I was always supposed to be
But I'm not.
I always find myself in a knot
Their knot.

Your soft sweet voice
A lyrical masterpiece
By design
My ensign
A hill
to conquer
A shadow in the woods
You are my ensign
it's true.

Not once have I felt this way
Not once about you
I never thought you'd make me this way
You leave me speechless, that too.
I may not be a poet,
But I still play my lute -
A song of glorious amazement
One of the way I feel about you.

A glass cannon
A shattered mass of elements
I'm saying this
Just to proclaim as to why
I'm yelling this
Shouting this
Marbles loose upon the floor
I'm screaming this
Screaming the words of an ancient thought
It's more than this
I'm more than this: a deck of cards
One without a king, a queen, a jack,
A heart.

My page
turns
at the turn of the century
But why
I cry
as my evening yet is nigh
Why oh why sir
Must this die?