We shall journey never again
On the shores of many arcanes
Gone are the tearful lines of rain
Or step on the moon set to wane
This is love a criptic cave
And a pain on our finest nave
In these hearts bliss still wrests
Dowdy minds on a nerd bed rest
At shore many wished to wade
Through things that touch and fade,
For more hearts we aught to reach
But left back Roses on the beach.

First published on Facebook on 2013-11-13 at this link.