A claim of love to the immortal emotions I hold for her,
As I have come to take her along the journey, of my will,
For it is the greatest treasure I will find.


There is a stream of Chaos, where it feels the most,
Because I love her more than anything expressed.
It will never be understood, as it never existed,
For its timeless nature I endure


Where the pleas of my soul are heard,
There is a wonder beyond all senses.
I greet her with all well being,
How can I falter our relationship?


I do not exist in existence,
From that which all existence thrives.
I believe in nothing anymore,
I will always believe in myself.


No matter what they will, I have mine.
The experience is tediously well,
I am a man of my nature.
In spite of all that has happened.

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Solis, in the year 503 AD.