Alas I Can Not Reason

Alas all clouds shall perish, amongst the wind
Accompanied with sounds thou failed to emit
And time as unique desolation shall lead onto
A sooner or a later, darkling from all expectations

When the meek colours of Mother Nature
Shall not beseech the shade of his eyes
And all morns shall be banned from rapture
Forbidden strictly, all images of his smile

For some passions shall not be
Some lips were not to meet
Some adorations shall not cease
Inside the vault of thy ventricles
Haunted by the torture of the seconds

Do not mourn an end that knew no beginning
Do not raise thy illusions to the mellow brown of his eyes
Do not dare trust thy reason
When the rhyme on his mouth, threats to claim thy mind
When his mere grin, might erase all reason
But the reasons of the hearts