Taking so much to please, a masterpiece.
Rarely do we live to see such discrepancies.
With audacity do we strive!
You? Me? Yes, in time.

Messages with Overtones
some will never know.
Love like the leaking
of hands one short of a mold.

Safe to the Sound
of the latch across our claim.
Stability of Sanctions
brings us here on this solemn day.

Across a table, whether ocean or home
are those supposed to be a loved whole,
yet stricken so by another.

Suffice it to bleed
like the plummer's nemesis
in his most cherished throne.

Suffice it to wonder
if anyone will everk know
when love dies, so does the soul.