On the day their wedding was fixed
Long liberal movement was risked
And away The Newest Bride whisked
From a Sea of Blacks with Whites mixed...
Brenda known to have sometimes frisked
In death zones or The Asterisked,
Never fearing to be up mixed
With persons whose motives are mixed...
Now,she can't be found in a midst:
In disturbed eyes gathering mist...
Brenda had failed to settle Dan:
The man with gift she didn't ban;
Fears Dan might her beat like a pan;
Not her want to return his fan.
I am running
out of daylight and in this
forgotten chasm, soon
I will meet my own
fate to become star-blinded
But I do not mind.
My telluric heart
is going to lose its poor
blindspots of stifling
sobriety by
embracing your ravenskinned,
asterisk lighted nightshade.
This feeling
Slowly holds me, grabs all I had won
It seems like such fun
But I am busy mending in the end
Asterisked, this feeling
Lives uncontrollably
I wish it's on my hand
I don't wanna lose anything
Good bye is not the only solution
Till I really realize where I am standing on
I will let this gone away