You may see me in the shadows,
Watching your every move..
You have become my prey...
Now its time to feed..

You soul is quite interesting,
How about we join sides..
You know? Allies?
do not be afraid of me..*
I only will destroy your self-esteem...

A frothing well burst forth from soul.
chrystalic waters overflow.
Its source is one I do not know;
and since the start, it has not slow’n.

A secret seam in stony ground
must hydrate lively roaring fount’!
But are the stores infinite bount’;
to gurg and gush and not run out?

The living water; sound and sheer,
replenishes all good things near.
The weaker spots, and those impure,
are cleansed with unrelenting cure.

While I observe, a haunting thought
slates ice from joy, leaves tendons taut.
To choke and drown and then to rot,
is danger I have not forgot.

Needless to say
Just passing a day
or two, without any count
do not know how to make the bount.

Thereafter, looking forward to
move along the path, without ado
Thus cultivating needless thoughts
wherever fee-foo-fun, or foughts.

Ah! Who can say who is right
as always, the might gives the fight
But, you know how to ignore
and make one to forget furthermore.