~~~ The Thrill Of You ~~~
* Here's One I Prepared Earlier ... *
~ The Thrill Of You ~
Spectres, plodding through prescribed encumbrance;
Daily fare of troubled smiles
Loom, in the near distance...
Soaked, by the theatre of the heart;
Processed in the relief of evening.
Apathy faces the daunting unknown,
Through this makeshift, wannabe Hollywood.
Futures' umbrella, under the luminous,golden eye,
Parleys with the seized glories, and shames,of
Dissolving the taste of a thousand yesterdays,
That d'ost linger upon threatening shadows
Written, in the sands of time,
By the quill of destiny,
Upon the tablet of man;
The picture of my alabaster-skinned maiden;
Foreground, of this passing throng.
Eros, and Storge,
She cannot forge;
My party for one;
My reason for reason.