You deserve the deepest hues

At whichever wavelength your monsters 

Require. I live your myths before fully 

Grasping the lore, even argue with sphinxes 

To preserve it. I’ll let you go

As easily as conscience goes.

You can calm the experience through 

Verses or claim it as an afterthought. 

I’d fondly regret on days when 

Everyone else has denied me and go 

Back to where we were blinded by 

Rose colored spaces – only to awake

As mundane and monochrome.

Yet, I’ll live as you can no longer.