When your parents tell you to get a job
What comes in the tiring tomorrow?
Manic joy or constant sorrow?
Trekking across flat stinging rocks
Walking proud and tight as locks
The cloudy amber sun climbs o’er the horizon,
reluctantly bids farewell does the moon diamond.
Keratin noodles across the urbane, fetid field
As breaths blissful do I compulsive feel.
The nature of you and I gets the best
of you and I; the water we test.
One could lay waste for mere centuries
In your arms without sweet memories.
Oh what bittersweet ambitions do I dream,
Gone as your quixotic eyes did they gleam.
Relentless hope runs in our hopping veins,
While prying nations of men snap the reins.
Is it the way of the worlds that it runs?
Or is it the setting of uncounted suns?
Do you love only me or do I unto thee?
I won’t have you, do you not see?
I will adore and admire your person.
What’s to come for us is uncertain.
All we lone souls now have is eternal admiration
That loves and leaves without utter submission.
I will wait for you in the realm of eventuality,
For it is devoid of that deathly uncertainty.
Always and forever more your droll companion,
I will always love you and without abandon.