I am giving you all I can
All that I have... all that I know
Beyond that of time a never when
When never a time is that to behold
All that matters no longer does
All that reasoning never for
The many questions to no longer ask
The many answers never be... to ignore
The little things to mean so much
Perhaps so much will mean so little
Was it not from a simple touch?
Yet whence a touch did it all but settle?
To begin to the end
Did it start, was it finished?
If I pour did I blend?
Rules amend... might I abolish?
A pretext, a preface, a perfume
A lie to begin, a truth in an end
The scent but remains in an empty bedroom
Along that of time a never when