WAS IT AN ANGEL’S SYMPHONY?
A COSMIC SYNCHONICITY?
A DRUNKARD’S FLASH OF CLARITY?
……I WAS MEANT TO BE WITH YOU
AMID MY DAMAGED BARONY, UPON A THRONE OF BITTERNESS
LOST, A WORLD WITHOUT CARESS, A SINGLE FLOWER PUSHES THROUGH
THE SUN FINDS BOTH SAINTS AND SINNERS, THE SUMMER ALWAYS TAKES THE WINTER
SUCH OFFERINGS WHICH GLIMMER, BUT ACCEPTED BY THE FEW
LADENED WITH MY MISERIES, AND DARK AND SORDID HISTORIES
PERHAPS, THE GREATEST MYSTERY,
IS WHY YOU LOVE ME TOO