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 Dec 2016 Kvothe
Megan Sherman
The bough was but a trunk of fire
Cascading bright with sparks
Warming with her perfect flame
A halo in the dark

Twas gorgeous to behold it
And render it in sight
A vision of divine precision
Glowing, burnished bright

It stoked my fledgling passion
And kindled in my heart
Adding ever generous
To the fire in my art
 Dec 2016 Kvothe
Megan Sherman
Astrology is enough
To build a dream
But only Science is suffice
To understand a light-beam

Exit Prophecy and enter fact
We can still behold the sky
With all our awe intact
As the cosmos waltzes by

Eternal dance of stars explained
Myth overthrown
The cosmic majesty is not lost
When the Universe is known
 Dec 2016 Kvothe
Megan Sherman
The Nightingale's sonorous song
In melancholy quatrains sung
In the heat of noon

Knells out like passion's music
Defying reality's rubric
With most mysterious of tune
 Dec 2016 Kvothe
Megan Sherman
I have a little secret joy
Most coveted of treasures
Consists in it my happiness
A plethora of pleasures

My little secret joy is Love
Its divine Philosophy
The simple sum of kindred souls
Sweet Serendipity
 Dec 2016 Kvothe
Free Bird
Laying it all out on the line
What've I got to lose?
Maybe we were a flawed design
But I'd have died for you

The ending was entirely my fault
That much I can admit
But was it really so easy for you
To throw me to the pit?

There I go again
Unintentionally shifting the blame
I'm half into a bottle of liquor
Calling out your name

Now things are getting hazy
But one thing remains clear
I'd give anything && everything
For once more to hold you dear

I still remember the first time we spoke
As if it were just last week
Even from the very start
I knew you'd be the death of me
 Dec 2016 Kvothe
Free Bird
In a world so filled with apathy
Someone has to feel
I'm sorry that you're one of the chosen

Plagued by the weight of the world
It can be hard to deal  
The task of those who live with their eyes open

Your thoughts are your thoughts
Your emotions are just
Nothing could make that less valid

Those who don't understand
May think they have the upper hand
But their lives are the ones that are pallid
This is for anyone who is fighting an inner battle, though it was written for someone in specific. They know who they are.
 Dec 2016 Kvothe
Free Bird
Call me old fashioned
But I dream of a love that's true
One where my better half means
the things that they say && do

Where photos of other women
On social media, among other places
Mean nothing to them compared
To the look we share between our faces

Where they're not constantly on the look out
For someone better to come along
Because they know deep down that being
With anyone else would just feel wrong

Maybe they'd know that I was the one
Right from the very start
Or maybe it would take time for them
to open up their heart

I'd go to the ends of the earth
To make sure they never felt alone
&& I hope that they'd do the same for me
That they'd let our love set the tone

So call me old fashioned
But I can't play these new aged games
My heart wasn't built to wander around
Once it finds a home, it wants to stay
It's so easy for people to jump from one person to the next these days with the speed of the internet && the speed of life. I've just never understood this aspect of people. While I admire their resilience, I just can't imagine being able to grab on && then let go so quickly. Good for them I suppose. That's just not who I am, && I've accepted this about myself.
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