Ghost Writer

After nearly seven years in close quarters none of us truly held An appetite it seemed to engage within meaningful conversations... Which was well with myself; they had their beliefs as agendas perhaps ? Where for the most I was just killing time while hanging out; at least of late Besides one can always tell from that anothers kiss so to speak; lips were dry Mute although and pointless these matters; tis better we smile let others save This frown ? Maleficence never be an option unto the heart whom truly cares Mesozoic, afore; long ago now as far far away demarcation dismantled her walls.. Ventriloquistic Virtue's, diffractions bending light and that His bow ? Terse love's arrow.