Fly on, and let no passing thought disturb
Your solitary drift; hear not my heart
And, drifting, disremember how we part
One from the other. Duty unperturbed
Moves us both, each from each, will curbed,
Voice silenced, hope flayed, no end, no start.
Death in the night; soul eaters who thwart
Our dreams. No peaceful exploration here.
Love recks not. Let fury bide in'ts place:
Bury fear in a grave of lies, unspoken
Truths and unformed, half promised desire.
Heights, far flung, unbound, reflected in your face
Dwindle now, disappear in oblivion.
Lengthless curve ended in wasteful fire.
Summary: For a few minutes there... (Siege Pt. 2)
Written for Torch. The sonnet form is not my medium of choice, but it was kind of fun, just this once.