Rapturous light you’re quite a sight for these waning eyes

It’s time

Segmental pace aside we’ve outrun the gamut of miles

It’s eternity hasted in blank state dementia ninefold

Oh, it’s time for me take you home aboard the jitney

Nainsook noose it cradles us equated

It helps separate ordinance from discrepancy

Pestiferous alliance quantified to uphold our subtle needs

I mean you no displease I only hope to honor thee

So answer me truthfully and not like I’m pregnable

How can your name be Sienna when your eyes are blue, darling

Your serried hairs luster are the rays of bleach and of sunshine intertwined

Enow

Renewed revival let us set aside your zounds of downcast

Or you’ll be thrown away in a calaboose with no apprise

Or you’ll be tossed away in a hoosegow of who’s who’s and who’s nots of broken hearts

I’m a workhorse with a saddle on my back when you bestride me it gives me knock-knees

Can’t you hear them knocking on your door midmost

No longer will I continue on with this knight-errantry should it leave me with nothing

I mean you no displease I only hope to honor thee

So answer me truthfully and not like I’m breakable

How could your name be Sienna, sweetie, when your pale skin is a second sun upon my whim

Your serried hairs luster are the rays of bleach and of sunshine intertwined

Enow

Myopia causes migraines no I mustn’t mystify myself nor shall I accede to these dreams

They offer me no clemency only proof of diablerie now I’ll never be at ease ninefold

So I’ve called you a figurehead but it was only me speaking figuratively no intention of being mean

Round about those steel toes at the forefront of your wickedness I’m without my greave

Blood flows rampant through my veins but when spilled out about the floor its color incarnadine

Totality

I mean you no displease I only hope to honor thee

So answer me truthfully and not like I’m expendable

How can your name be Sienna, lovely, when your scarlet lips are the common cure for scurvy

Your serried hairs luster are the rays of bleach and of sunshine intertwined

So answer me wisely your tongue is retractile not like my need for thee

I’m not a shill with whom to gamble so be nice to me as it is I who holds the turnkey

You’ll be stowed away in a calaboose with no reprieve

I’ll leave you swept away in a hoosegow of who’s who’s and who’s nots of captive hearts

Enough