Poem By Elcypher: A GLIMPSE OF WORDS 'II'

                               

Verse II

Dear poet,

                You were the laughing god

                                At the hubris of men;

Kings and slaves were your characters

Yet, heroes and cowards were mates.

Sir, I plead to see with your thousand eye

For, what’d a man with flairs for fantast

See not in your pages of adventure.

But,

 Were I not into this dream

Of a perfect match; yet to be world,

Of a perfect match; yet to be world,

I would have married your heart

To behold the genesis of beautiful  madness

                In a glimpse of words

                                                Elcypher.