Ere times of bygone aeons;
He discerened her tale
of exquisite grief
and thwart his state.
Onward torriding for atonement he rose,
and wrote his words in mild fever;
Anticipating he is! Anew fore he seeks.
Amiss adage; Crave for the one.
Vigour deeds deprive; Moist thy weep -
Winsome horizon 'tis!; Trapped remorse
lust - not; Thereafter corrupt collision
struck, and laid his thoughts to fantasy;
Abate thy desires - wit will shine;
Abidance thro' woe;Restrict thro' awe.
Accede thy state - cease avidity.
Celestial nuance glares the outline. Defeat
or be defeated. Halt, foe 'tis not;And struck
dismay in his innerself.
Alas, yokes & lads gather around,
listen tight, for 'tis now
official - depart
Aftermath cues arose to shore;
A mysterious agreement was born
within oneself & his innerself.
And thenceforth
she sleeps well