What lease? Life came and went free. Grips sustained. Laughs and love given. Pain endured til death parted. No return to the relationships and pleasures adorning this tour.

Show shining eyes. Dour pitch and terms expressive. Reaching hearts with emotive sandblasting. Into the well of souls adorn thy spirit? No bound for a redeeming hope.

How proud the moments spent or shared. Tongues kept home and thoughts roaming horizons beyond imagination. Where does this worm hole go? On to everything.

Facing the radical bounce of market’s plunge. Today’s named true. And all those that loved greatly as God bid them. Champions sans reward. But we know better in Love’s real joy.

How many faith knew better? How frequent the compelling smile or brigand’s remorse for trust in Hope? Who told us to wait until waiting was no longer fashionable? Stern’s List.

Life, measured by the quality and counts of kills or pelts? Friendship held true by those who kept secrets beyond time? How may earned wages from our downfall or smitten health?

There is no place, thing or wrinkle to remember. There is no quest to adorn wet eyes with dry smile. Sullen dreams of steady walks and chats until tomorrow. It’s all too real.

Buried cat the dog admits his lost love. When somehow very little matters while the questions that should never have been asked are answered. And dream awaits a new dawn