So confused,
Speechless,
Yet everything to say,
The trees are the comfort in this sense.
I run around with the squirrels.
Maybe they have the answers.
I put my lustful side to sleep,
While I continue with my life.
Yet there is still everything to say.
Everything to accomplish,
A heart that will live and beat and grow,
With everything to say, but speechless
A tear in time,
Sparkling in my eyes,
Humor holds it all together,
Holds me together.
Lady Asaka's Wilds protect my speechless state
They listen to everything that I have to say,
You listen to everything I say.
Sometimes you respond
You always laugh with me,
Your eyes sparkling with mirth.
Yet all this confuses me, makes me speechless,
Makes me have everything to say.

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Naturalis, in the year 404 AD.