Love Honeyed Melancholy
Take flight from my soul
honeyed melancholy,
Interval look as if so well disbursed,
in anticipation of you seeing
Hopelessness due to love,
will be fixed in on your depth.
Seeking crying, resentment,
this is yet a footnote untold.
The feelings arouse to a test,
daily unto thee,
desolate out breaths, self-effacing cries,
that clench a beast below.
It smash to smithereens all anticipation,
extinguishes your will to endure,
entreat for those who ponder they love,
I pity the souls of these treasurable scarce.