Namow woman. You are the weather of my soul. Woman. You can deplete me like no other. Bliss. Become another's love.

The veil is drawn, this close, to be as time decides. If I have the time. I do not.

Seek this judgment Find it like it has a meaning. Watch it pass away as I do.

It's as deep as a heart can make.

Nor does it keep me Warm. The days continue. Just this way. I am forgiven thus a man, in losing it. For constraint.

Ideals are an embossed spirit, come because I love you. This and only this will live, awhile.

I am a spirit lost that played this time about your feet to make it sure. Now lost.

These things that we construe, are but transitions. Pure, a moment spun, the virtues once we found. To lose their value.

Now I Will pass away. Indigent. Like the peopled place we are. No longer much to mention. Tooled just by response.

It's easy being me Faulted by my acts. Leaving you because its time. My time my own again.

There is a lesion come to all who care. Those small memories. More than you. More than me and all my hopes and dreams.

You play with safety like the drug I knew would never pass away. But in the style you choose.

A coward's best this way.

A future tossed away Never able to give a word for safeties sake. I kiss you and goodbye.