She Who Shall be

Chasing long the dreams of youth
As minds were brim filled joy with filth
Such riches of my feelings spill
Surrender and commute my will

Gauntlet lay for pounding skins

Led us into tots of sins

While writing songs

Emotions long

Tonight the poison girl shan't win

Croon A Sweet Song

Croon so sweetly little frame
While hearts no longer play a game
i Spoke directly to her heart
For she I will become a bard

Tonight I lay me down to bed
While longing an elusive date
The month has past while she belay
In those four wheels that go my way

mind space hers to conquer long
for i shall reach out with a song
the crystal ship shall dock at bay
croon a sweet song, cast away

Deville's First Name Lingers On

Tomorrow I shall Call
else emotions shall fall
fret not what could be
for a life away should free

Inhibitions of the meek
while passion wild i seek
seated in a reality
of delienated sanity

She looks away while long
Me alone yet linked in song
shall write a ditty for the new
for girls like her are few

the queen shall come again
while mindless lines refrain
no longer afraid to say
tat caring alluring shimmering star will STAY