Break Path Perigee

The Altruism of my Cinderella's Scordatura Voice,

Makes me days ever so less Dolorous.

Chocolate-box Definiendums',

Soniferous Détente ferries a Fettle Emancipated,

Since when first rang that Cherished Meadowlark.

Erstwhile you Transliterate Old English,

Into even Older English Benevolence.

Vis-à-vis the Greats with Unbellicose Muzz.

An Echelon Desuetude,

Where your Sparrows carry Succinct Writ,

For Commensurate the Scroll's Length, their beaks,

As Ethereal your Lyrical Quorums.

To my most memorable Meteoric Mythologizer,

May your Perennial Polyrhythms,

Catalyze for all Eternity,

And Eternities More.

I, a Deathless Habitué to your Certitude.