An Ode 2 CC2013
A pearl white aura radiated around your temple
A palliative grey delineated your substance
I was enthused by the tune you played,
the style you walked,
your polarizing gaze
Before your departure you promised gifts in the future,
but I found abundance in the way you were sculpted

met with midnight
the Navy tinted galaxy
did not succumb and split at the sly and  gently ordained  behest of the patterned peach clouds
that represented the sun's omnipresence
as they convened trading disdain with era speak collectively at odds
they hollowly said goodbye to the good Knight
still their is hope that he shall return
more of a numb pessimistic then before