THE VERSIFIER
NO LEASH CAN TAME MY BEAST. MY GLIMPSE OF EDEN. MY ROMANCE THAT INDULDGES AND DEVOURS MY PASSIONATE STATE. MY RED BEAUTY IN DEMAND. IN DISTRESS. WHAT POSSESSES ME TO DIGEST MY WATERY DEATH--MY POOR LIFE. I EMBRACE THIS HORROR--THIS LOVE--THIS WORSHIPED BEING. I CALL FOR ALL NIGHTS TO NEVER LET MY TEARLESS OCEAN FADE AND ALL MORNINGS OF LAUGHTER AND JOURNEY TO BURST, FOR ETERNITY MY SANCTUARY IS MADE. THE ROARING SYMPHONY OF MY FASINATING DESIRES AND AMBITIONS TO ACQUIRE LEAD GREAT ELOQUENCE, THROUGH ROSEWATER, TAFFETA AND INFERNOS THAT ROUND ME. I DEBAUCH THE CRYSTAL STREAMS OF DREAMLAND. I AM IN MY MAKING. WAKING TO THE DAWN I SOAK MY EYES IN THE FLAMBOYANT SUN AND DEFRAUD MY MANY SORROWS INTO A WHITE ASH. A DELICIOUS VEIL. REMEMBERING THE ABUNDANCE OF MOONSTRUCK VALLEYS THAT I HAVE TREAD, RELENTLESSLY, THROUGH ARCTIC WINTERS, RIPE SUMMERS AND AUTUMNS EASE. I TAKE A FOND LIKING TO THE ONES THAT LED THE DEAD TO MY BEAST, AND IN THE MYTHICAL GARDEN I FEAST WITH MY LEATHERY HANDS UPON MY MEMORIES. COME, WHEN I MAY SEIZE THE WORLD ENTERTAINING AND PLAY THE MINUTES OF THE CENTURIES. MY INFINITE VERSE. AND ALL THE SPLENDOR RAINING QUIET RHYME DRIPPING INTO MY CAVE OF DISPAIR SHADING MY UBIQUITOUS CURSE. A WHISPERING SEA. A GALLANT FAIR. A TEST OF TRAGEDY IS ALL I POSSESS. BLESS THE BLEEDING OF BOOKS, CANDLES AND TEDIOUS EVENINGS THAT SOFTEN MY MELODRAMATIC EYES. BLESS THE SKIES OF BRIGHT BLUE, GRAY AND BLACK, AND THE VIEW FROM HEAVENS MOUNTAINS. BLESS THE BREATH OF MY MIGHTY LAUGH AND THE DISEASED WATERS OF THE FOUNTAINS THAT RECALL ALL THE DEAD, COLD AND STONE, AND THE BEASTLY SHED OF MY JOURNEY GROWN INTO A PRISONED WORLD, CLEAR AND POOR, BY A FOAMY SHORE THAT MADE MY DESTINATION UNKNOWN. A LAIR OF SILENCE. MY OBEYED ALLIANCE. BURNING WITH SPIRIT AND DIVINE GUIDANCE.
NO LEASH CAN TAME MY BEAST. MY GLIMPSE OF EDEN. MY ROMANCE THAT INDULDGES AND DEVOURS MY PASSIONATE STATE. MY RED BEAUTY IN DEMAND. IN DISTRESS. WHAT POSSESSES ME TO DIGEST MY WATERY DEATH--MY POOR LIFE. I EMBRACE THIS HORROR--THIS LOVE--THIS WORSHIPED BEING. I CALL FOR ALL NIGHTS TO NEVER LET MY TEARLESS OCEAN FADE AND ALL MORNINGS OF LAUGHTER AND JOURNEY TO BURST, FOR ETERNITY MY SANCTUARY IS MADE. THE ROARING SYMPHONY OF MY FASINATING DESIRES AND AMBITIONS TO ACQUIRE LEAD GREAT ELOQUENCE, THROUGH ROSEWATER, TAFFETA AND INFERNOS THAT ROUND ME. I DEBAUCH THE CRYSTAL STREAMS OF DREAMLAND. I AM IN MY MAKING. WAKING TO THE DAWN I SOAK MY EYES IN THE FLAMBOYANT SUN AND DEFRAUD MY MANY SORROWS INTO A WHITE ASH. A DELICIOUS VEIL. REMEMBERING THE ABUNDANCE OF MOONSTRUCK VALLEYS THAT I HAVE TREAD, RELENTLESSLY, THROUGH ARCTIC WINTERS, RIPE SUMMERS AND AUTUMNS EASE. I TAKE A FOND LIKING TO THE ONES THAT LED THE DEAD TO MY BEAST, AND IN THE MYTHICAL GARDEN I FEAST WITH MY LEATHERY HANDS UPON MY MEMORIES. COME, WHEN I MAY SEIZE THE WORLD ENTERTAINING AND PLAY THE MINUTES OF THE CENTURIES. MY INFINITE VERSE. AND ALL THE SPLENDOR RAINING QUIET RHYME DRIPPING INTO MY CAVE OF DISPAIR SHADING MY UBIQUITOUS CURSE. A WHISPERING SEA. A GALLANT FAIR. A TEST OF TRAGEDY IS ALL I POSSESS. BLESS THE BLEEDING OF BOOKS, CANDLES AND TEDIOUS EVENINGS THAT SOFTEN MY MELODRAMATIC EYES. BLESS THE SKIES OF BRIGHT BLUE, GRAY AND BLACK, AND THE VIEW FROM HEAVENS MOUNTAINS. BLESS THE BREATH OF MY MIGHTY LAUGH AND THE DISEASED WATERS OF THE FOUNTAINS THAT RECALL ALL THE DEAD, COLD AND STONE, AND THE BEASTLY SHED OF MY JOURNEY GROWN INTO A PRISONED WORLD, CLEAR AND POOR, BY A FOAMY SHORE THAT MADE MY DESTINATION UNKNOWN. A LAIR OF SILENCE. MY OBEYED ALLIANCE. BURNING WITH SPIRIT AND DIVINE GUIDANCE.
opahl:
Happy birthday!
hallowlee:
I was just in Lahaina earlier this month, how come I didn't see you?!?