Beloved

In the twilight of my life i weep; Life is more complex stir, mine is deep. Much as I have shed some essentials, I'll not unknow a love convivial. I low,"God, my dolor be muffled To a fat langour as i hobble. Eyes shy of mirth and cry till day passed And until the dumb tears crept down fast. Passion that sprouted-Siren! I clue; When you have left I was turned to blue. Thing's depth are merry to reminisce, Towering and not to diminish. I first glimpsed at her, night, I was sent; Love have grown then I postured as gent. I quizzed her loud,"could you be my date?" She assented,"yes," lurched to gyrate. So dawned the bodacious occassions. Early love, not infatuation. Next day I went to her and stopped by. I bid her out to a mall nearby. The sight of her inclined me to sigh. To suck her cheek I coveted to try. How unmannerly to left her by I ingressed the taxi first dead spry. We were hyenas to an extent high, Steel repelled from campus without goodbye. At the mall she demeaned really strange; She dogged behind; I was unhinged. In cinema I glanced by a range. She was a stunner I cannot change. Next our paunch bulged at a snack counter; We paid our own bread with no palter, Went home and I revealed to like her. Then she was plainly thrilled, in dither.