Gigantic Is Lonliness.

Large in frame and singing it's own windsong Of lonliness, I see Destiny flowing, And tinged blue. While billowing among Shadows, strange whisperings start, below Which I cannot survive without some Sense of settled hope. Will our future hold Us to ransom, or lift us to light? Come, Look at my heart how it yearns, embolden Each verse where I hold your strong image. Wrap up the sweet treasures you danced my way With yesterday's rhymes. Your assurance edges My dreams with stardust with which I, paying The price of believing all things, believe. Come, reduce the size of alone. Release me With more taste of sweet love. I need relief.