Just a Moment...Embracing you in farewellA surprise as I let goIn a momentRivulets of joyBecomeRapids of ecstasyFor a momentIt's been twelve hoursMy cheek still feels warm
A Dreamer's WantA million suns could not match yourLuminosity. They are naught but pallidIn your wake, causing almostNeurotic a feeling. Hopes asking forAcceptance derive, them hapless and unfounded.Dreams are all littered withAmazing vivaciousness, carrying hopes forRehearsals of our futures, andRecollections of our past. MemoriesEffortlessly raise my spirits,Lifting my hopes with the service of aLimitless banquet to constantElation, definitively unparalleled.Will you keep me, asI have become wont toLove? Will you allow yourLight to blind me forever?Irreplacable is this, for IAm accustomed to this fortunateMyriad of formerly placeless events,Sublime. I love you.
Filling a PageHaving a blank notebook is boring.It's also scary.It's also daunting.It's alsoa call to arms.For the pencil is mightier thanThe sharpest cutlass,The most pointed rapier,The swiftest cinquedea,The brightest sabre,The hardest foil,the main gauche of kings.Writing controls the massesMoreso than the influences ofA Militia One-HundredfoldA Military TenfoldA Miliant TwofoldA Million CurrenciesCould comprehend or dream to.For writing is is the dream,And ultimate atonement to theUltimatum of the dissonanceOf Dreams and Reality.Oh, how I adoreThat wondrous connection:The wondrous confectionOf writing, and fillingA page in my notebook.
AccompanimentThe music of my lifeWould be but empty notesWithout a Vocalist.As an unintelligible Soloist,There would be no AccompanistTo fill my rest.But there is an Accompaniment!And, while I may play in the band,I'd say half of my heartLies in the honour choir.