Leave my path with lively haste
Your passion; wild, shall you take
Far from trust and tethered faith
This love, unbridled; without embrace
Its surface glossed; barely scraped
Remain it must; without a trace
To break your chains of expectation
And free your truest intution
Should harbour only grey fruition
Such a strain on weary mind
Left to feed; within a time
Consumes the very soul inside
And so I plea you break away...