The stars shooting merrily, falling eagerly... verily...
eyes closing slowly as he maintained hisself, barely.
The broad expanse, perhaps perturbed by a chance,
perkily defying the line between the cans and cants.
"The stars that shine," whispered the voice."All mine,
the glittering jewels depicting my form on my shrines."
He paused,"Loopholes exploited through the clause...
and the autumn leaves...
the autumn leaves that fall.


"My domain, erected through my works and my pains,
each piece falling, constricting me in the linked chains."
His eyes shut firmly, orbs that so strangely turned me...
"Each despicable act, eroding me like all the worms be.."
His still body shifted, the midnight, razor-wings so lifted
swiftly, controlled by the descending angel, who's so gifted.
"The demons who maul, crushing me in their greedy claws
burn the autumn leaves...
the autumn leaves that fall.