Thursday, May 7, 2026

I await you. 

Poets penance. 

Circumstance is ripple.  

Gentle giant and 

defiance. 


We vigilant until 

the day love.  

Tongue tied in 

spite my hustle. 

Draw you nigh.  


A day long

and the thunder.

Burst of chatter.

Princess and the guile. 

The enabled get on.

Nightmare to follow. 

I see great things. 

It begat.

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