I want to dedicate this one to somone, if you wonder, then by all means just gander. I hope people will not get too confused by the writing, cause the poem is very packed with symbolism and a piece of Greek prophesy. Can anyone catch it?
on a nightly prose
mind wandering slightly
she was there and arose
and strode reaming almighty
the fear, here she cometh
sneaking, creeping, peeping
loose does the grip get
always failing, availing
whence came Cassandra?
not a soul could believe
but we climbed together
nevermore to bereave
to fall is to catch
22 yet I am stronger
your will is a match
I adore you, no wonder