Moondrops.

Dear fate perched top the midnight hour
Voiceless whispers drift and ears do cower
Cruel summer season winds come haste;
O'er yonder where lull'd hearts can taste-
dew drops that hath caressed thy rosy apple cheek
Alas, Cheshire cat's vast wisdom- mind's eye doth seek

Enlightened doe eyes with knowledge gleamed bright;
Hidden 'neath emotions of young pup's plight
Thy prayers await eternity betwixt and between,
patience, let time go 'head alas seem too keen-
for something, nothing, infinity, oblivion- filled void
Boredom's fascination, destiny toyed

<3Dil.