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So I sought out a word But was only to find That not one did justice To the thoughts in my mind Nor could hope to send shivers Tingling down my spine Not the warmth of your touch Of your hand in mine None showed rapid ascent Nor Steady Decline None showed the love of a man Nor the Ties that bind I swore I'd find it I thought myself blind But only by a love I couldn't define.

My soujourn, it wanes I feel my wick burns smaller Extinguishing life

For once I'll admit my fear Yet I'm ignorant of power higher Hearken, He's almost here Be wary but do not fear You must overcome the mire For once I'll admit my fear His power complete and sheer I hear his footsteps nigher Hearken, He's almost here He comes to collect every year Some for glory some for fire For once I'll admit my fear For who He comes is unclear Yet He will ne'er tire Hearken, He's almost here Orderly Enntropy? Queer For the situation dire For once I'll admit my fear Hearken, He's almost here

I awake to find you bleeding Precious seconds barely breathing I stammer dispassionately with passion seething All together alone I'm grieving My brow and face from sweat now gleaming Down my face a tear now streaming Alone I sit my insanity bleating Cradling my sanity heart half beating For the chance I'm wrong just thinking dreaming I'm on my knees praying pleading I curse you kiss you silently screaming

The place where I stood But a stranger to me Surrounded by people With whom acquianted was she Outside where we lay My heart sat a flutter For I'd chosen one Now I wanted the other Sweetly her breath Did Flirt with my own And shuttered the house Where my heart held a home For I was the Fire And she was the brush And steadily we burned With every last touch As I took my exit She awaited my leave A night I would cherish The night I would grieve

So scoured he to a flame in the night Like a moth was drawn, hunger his plight Searching for food, to him but a meal For what was his food, but what he could steal? Grendel, this creature so sadly forgotten, Crept within these halls, inlaid and rotten. And there slept a feast, amidst this decay Asleep these soldiers, these soldiers his prey. He consumed a soldier, then grasped one more The Demon awoke with a strength of lore. He writhed to be free, his will in vain Unforgettable strength, unrelenting pain. With the flickering flame came a clamorous sound Shaking the floors and walls and ground. Shiny sliver swords stung at his h

Oh for the sating and growing The reaping and sowing The highing and lowing Somber tune to crops’ the mowing A fertile ground a sound, the hoeing Ebb of a river of tides a’ flowing Sanctity of a soul ne’er showing A run to market, a’ to and froing A glower in darkness, something’s glowing A pull of the plutonian, an under a’ towing Lapping of shores, a vessel a’ rowing Harken a Raven, Lenoir’s a Poeing Words concocted without many’s a’ knowing Hinder the faster, incite a slowing

I grew for you this garden                                                   Through which my love does live                                         I am but a poor man                                                               So I have but this to give. I hope that you will take it, And my promise too. For when we are old and grey, Much more I’ll give to you. And through this lovely garden In which my soul outpours, Lies within its confines, A key to all my doors. Shrouded in its secrecy,                                                     And roots this door of lore                                              

Mine I sit by the phone I wait for your call Who would have thought This fast I would fall Two months have gone by We grow closer yet The look in your eyes I'll never forget They tell me I'm wanted They tell me you care Say that you're happy And will always be there I look at us now I look at us then Had I the chance I'd do it again For you are to me A beautiful flower Yet you're all the more sweet And none the sour A waking thought And my parting dream The end of my river And start of my stream Wondrous our meeting Sweet our kiss A taste of skittles A taste of bliss I gaze in your eyes tran