Halley's heavenly signature marked me
Down in the checklist upon earthly crust...

I only wish to speak to you,
In my truest, most righteous state of being...

At moment's end, he took a pause,
To fathom all that living was...

A funny thing it is to see
Myself, adrift upon a virtual sea...

Unclouded eyes piercing through
My own unhealthy visage...

Our eyes tell us lies
Victims to be critics...

Cherish life.
It is your God-given right...

The moon above us
We'd use like a window...

Seeing to this sprout
With tender, loving care...

I can't.
I make no promises...

Energizing, sweaty bean juice of delight
How warm and inviting you are to me...

Parched of your kiss
I'm withering into dust...