The Omega Analysis of the Daybreak of Dawn

I have come to the conclusion that,
Few gents may become chivalrous gents.
Some only grew knowledge to that of a tip of their hat.
While on the contrary, I exceed that to that of the lady of my past tense.
She talks to me, while singing my heart.
If only she knew, granted, what her lips may do.
The unexplainable theorem Shakespeare. once used.
The sonnet he wrote, that of many may abuse.
This poem in January,
I hope rest in her head.
You are the woman I carry,
To rest in her bed.
The thoughts of what I exclaim to say,
Are,
I twist my fingers, till my Omega day,
Dawn,
We rest,
I am the debt to Shakespeare's poem,
You are my pay.

by jameslivesfree
posted on 11/19/2009