Forevermore

I will never be Edgar Allen Poe

And quoth the raven, "Nevermore"

Stitching, instead, a suitable stanza

Shouting from the tower, "Forevermore!"

More to be and more to see

More for you and more for me

More to touch and more to feel

More to kill and more to steal

You can't deny

The perceptively limitless sky

Or the dreams that fill it

You can't deny

The spirited life that flies on by

Or the men who bury it

Long-lived passion awaiting

Sometimes finding

At the end of a dark tunnel

Sometimes discovering 

Right next door

Or right next to you

A universe of bespectacled madness

Unseen, untouched, unheard of

Resting just beyond your will to expand

And raising daisy chains of silted sand