So yeah... this is just something I threw onto notepad. Almost absent-mindedly really...as I'm such a misunderstood and eccentric genious...
lol, just kidding. Enjoy the poem ladies and gents.
A bandits fortune
He walked amongst the hollow light,
Whilst winters throes did call to him,
Such tranquil skies in dead of night,
Brought forth fond memories to the brim,
And when he yawned, his breath did cloud
As homage to the moon he bowed,
Such serenity gathered to one place,
Did softly reflect upon his face,
His thoughts did dwell upon a time,
Where grace granted him a beauty, divine,
Her touch was soft as snowfalls kiss,
Her voice, a wave of captured bliss;
As first light scratched the violet sky,
His shadow teetered towards the west;
Where now, in wait for him she lie
His heart did ache, his mood digressed,
Upon his brow was writ a frown
"so far away from home", he sighed
alas, in his longing he did drown
no matter how much to himself he lied,
the beaten path behind him called,
whilst he tried to pursue the road untold
the vagrant in him did slowly abate,
with the yearning he knew his love would satiate
Of all the things that one could plunder
even the lustre of gold would dim;
the moment he cast all in the world asunder
and clutched her deeply unto him.
