HoarseHowl

there are things i wish were written about you lines i wasted on those who did not deserve such accolades who did not deserve such beauty who did not deserve me even better are songs i never sang songs that are wasted on who do not know you lyrics that should describe you notes that might become your whole self or to sit and be shakespeare for a day knowing you i could do one better contain your meaning in a jar of sonnets confine you to a living of iambs and pentameter but there are things in you to which i cannot compare to any fleeting analogy or simile and i have not the ability in me to form the words that would make and c

Donne we are not, As lurking in the stale air Above our existence, Is the continuum.