I have lost it, The sweet scent of a blossoming immature bud. I have lost it, The soft warmth of my sunshine's rub. I have lost it, The exciting shiver of a cold shower. I have lost it, The pulchritude of the fallen bewildered blood-red leaves. I have lost it, My sheltered cozy drapings in an outgoing iniquitous winter.
All I have now are the lost seasons.
~~~~~~~~~~~~•~~~~~~~~~~~~~•~~~~~~~~~~ Glossary- •iniquitous: grossly unfair and morally wrong.
I don't fit in these streams of people I don't like this straight of a path I don't love one or the other of the genders I don't love genders, I love people.
Gay I have been in my happy musings everyday Gay I have been in my plays with dolls everyday Straight I have been in my friendship on the first school day Straight I have been in my family's plans for my marriage everyday
But alone I have been for a long time hell But alone as a couple I have been loving my parts everyday But lone I have been in my path to preach love But lone I have been in my identity of none.
I must take my spear of Picasso to Einstein. I must be knighted akin to this world. So they say. ''Picasso is a weak unstable ruler, Einstein is strong and constant.
No matter the origin of the forge of your spear, Leave your lands and now move on.'' They still say. "The country you dream to serve is weak, Go to the mighty ruler and bequeath your spear.
Picasso can be just but not for the way you serve, Einstein is fair, you must serve him, don't you dare!" So they keep saying.
"Truth be told, Mine spear is forged by Dieu solemn to serve none but all I do interest in The Picasso Forge of My Spear and I will to knight in Einstein's wars. But Serve I shall to none of these rulers For I plan to build a kingdom of my own stead Of knights alike with no direction at all But trying to find a place in the profound octet with no walls" So I say.
"Have you lost your head?! You maniac rot. In this world, thy spear is worthless with no ruler at all For never has been a spear so mighty Encompassing the octet with no walls" So they shouted.
I shut mine ears and tears and shed, "Is that the solemn reason that I must take My Spear of Picasso to Einstein Once and for all?"