Quoth the Raven?

[rob_dickinson]

(so I was reading alot of Poe before making this)

Sitting looking weak and dreary
content to live my life and all it has to proffer, weary.
There came an interruption
something much more abrupt then.. a knock to my bitter hearts door.
"t'is some visitor... nothing more"

To my distain I do remember... it was late in cold December
That I met the one I would lose forever... more.
locking rooms and breaking keys
I found myself upon my knees,
begging pleads to take the pain I do implore..
take this pain and nothing more..

"Time heals all wounds" my friends would offer
Pain and jaded brokeness I'd proffer
Finding healing only in skins touch and feel.
I delayed my answering
In my minds eye, reeling, dancing
escaping all that I dispose and cannot heal.

I was afraid to look to her eyes
finding solice umungst my prize
For she was so much different then the one of broken lore.
This was she ...
my Never More.

Now the darkness nearly fadding
no longer content in my berating
She's broken through my love's thick door
I will call into the sky
a thousand times that she is mine
That she is mine.... My Never More