In Perpetuity

You are my constant.
My northern trajectory,
My broken Mirror,
House of my reflection.


You are my constant,
An audience held captive;
Bewitched by wit,
To which I am chained.

Stalking


Down



Moonless gardens,
Sunny Alleyways,
Resounding rain gutters.


You are my constant.
My cruelest curse;
My truest good deed,
Unyielding faith.

Vigilant hater do not fall prey to your guesswork;
It is not what you think.
It simply is,
Constant.