My Swirl for You

There is a link I lost
you now provide
There is a way to lust
you now deride
There is a hate I had
you now sedate
There was this fear around
you knocked aground
Welcome

I am the thanks afar
you now deserve
I am the gong aboard
no one would beat
I am that case
you heard and solved
I am the willing hand
none could engage
Thank you

There is the fear in me
I wish to share...
hidden secrets
I've held for years
There is a day I dread
someday ahead
and wonder if you'll
fight my frights
Welcome

It's the day of a thousand hearts
Heads as sea
Necks adorned
Lights aglow
For at "9 past 9" Due Day
the master-gong will sound
All true-blood will make the round
and the drunken-crowd
will mock the odd
Who be the odd? The barren
of means or mind...
Now, you've saved me both
Thank you

Will you be there
I was lost before
Will you be true
I was mocked before
Will you be swell
I deserve the glee
Will you be all
I must dance for you
Welcome

1993. There was this soul that thought it was all gone, all lost, over. Then the chance to meet and start something. Then the click, and it clicked! Bliss...

Because things are good, the observer records things - as means of lessons and records. The year was 2003. And it still keeps.

Hmm...Poets!