She implied; An imply little lie A Treacherous Treason Of body And mind

There shall be no owning of human… No webs to ensnare, bind, or enmes… The noble spirit in penetrant flig… Of Liberty, Love, and Limitless… But what of sweet AMA, in sorrow…

Every point of View, is Incredibly limited It is only One of infinite,

Her lashes linger Softly as they bat, Like ripples on the Surface of my memory O, how she

As I rise From the depth of dream, A pair of eyes Meet mine Instantly

There’s no one to blame but myself… I exclaimed But who is yourself that You blame? Hm... maybe I ought to think that…

I devour the light Encompassing worlds in my shadow Casting lesser beings Into the desolation of their deeds Wailing, Wailing

Aching, No object, Aching, No cause, Just aching,

Lost, in the Tangle of Eternity’s Hair, I, the blind child Of Night, Inherit a dying world

You come before me With the veils Of your trance The wooshing And whirling

To say there is no God Has just as little meaning As to say there is one Crest to crest Is all hot air

Greatness appears in a Hushed intimation, But swiftly again it departs Great devastation frustrates My elation, and drops me

To merge with nothing, I... ...Then when I return I’m refreshed

How can you hold To your poison So tightly And lap at its Froth, as your