Ah. And now, I partook a dribble Of a wondrous elixir meant for strength. Today, at last, I might be able to speak out And utter the enshrouded sentiments That I've kept embedded in my heart for so long. The crisp zephyr of this coruscating morning Adds more weight to the needed confidence That grows within my shrivelled soul, As I await the shining moment For my most relevant rendition. I must tell you what I believe, darling; For, you ought to comprehend The ultimate reality of what this is. I daren't procrastinate for longer; I must proclaim the truth behind my tears. Yet, will you even listen when I say my piece? I count the minutes to that iridescent instance Of our inevitable meet-and-greet. I note the varied implements, I must be ready with, In order to convince you-- In order to demand that you take heed. One, two, three, four-- Until all the minutes of this day Come to pass without your arrival. So, does this mean you won't even Permit me a chance to declare my thoughts? Shall I even dare hope until tomorrow, then? You see, it's far too facile to judge someone Without delving into their real reasons and intentions; But, it's too arduous a task to understand. "Comprehension" Ah. And now, I partook a dribble Of a wondrous elixir meant for strength. Today, at last, I might be able to speak out And utter the enshrouded sentiments That I've kept embedded in my heart for so long. The crisp zephyr of this coruscating morning
