Wherest my spirit
thou enamored in love
Mesmerizing like ye silken touch
Swollen with thy love like a bumbling froth
Charming all that is deceptive filling to the brim with nothing but love
Frowning in pain and angst yet ye naive as a dove
Defeated maybe with thy frivolous theatrical
Yet dazzling in thy innocent ensemble
Pretends it woke up from a deep slumber
Thoughts come up doth maketh a mind linger
Follows me around like a sadistic shadow
Liketh a prisoner undeserving of the gallows
Screaming as if ye woke from a dream
Thy cleansest spirit murmuring a lullaby
With a jolly and a mesmerizing beam
Resemblance uncanny it draws from thy lovely enchantress
Ironically though hardly could it impress
Nullifying ye monumental bliss with an incorrigible sound
Love mine dear spirit tis nowhere to be found
Unabashed unscathed ye rise from the dream
Wondering maybe twas not just a dream
Still covered in doth menacing manacles
bumbling with energy to break ye shackles
Keep waiting i maybe but ye went into oblivion
Here i am closing in for a final opinion
Striving up thy divine manifestation
Fuels up my dreams with ye wild imagination
I call out to ye kindred spirit come back to me
Sluggishly ye smiles says just let it be
However impervious thy stand may be
My spirit ye don’t know what ye mean to me….
