With each new season's turn I further fall,
I have no wish to stall.
Our meeting gazes gleam reflections clear.
Less you my future seemed never so near.
Preoccupied nights ever restlessly spent.
of daylight forced me to repent -
Idle attributes acquired at the feet of time;
A clockwork silence in permanent chime.
In word and deed, prolific to provide,
you, my fragile pride.
This weak-willed world would I defy
To prove myself worthy your tears to dry.
Slaying James Whitworth in one-sided consent,
these memories of discontent.
Now melting beneath the glow of your sun;
Infinite progression through mystery begun.