I dare not ask for nonpareil unearned,

* Just a note. I am mostly concerned with what the reader enjoys and what he or she may not enjoy. I'm not looking for suggestions here, as I want the words to be truly my own. This was started as a sonnet, but eventually I had too many lines and no desire to remove any. And so, a project takes on a life of its own. I dare not ask for nonpareil unearned, nor perfumed sniffle of thine dew filled love for I do not attract thy glance encharmed as thy burning want through the sky above. Yet as I lay my sunlit life for sleep and dream thy weary petals flit 'pon my chest, though blond assassin makes her vinelike creep I proffer comfort beside my rest. When after morning heralds red for dawn alone I marvel at the doting star with rays shining a gleam 'pon everyone to share content that on this world thou are. I beg of thee bloom, resplendent flower, not as Ego merely would have for me, but as the beacon sits atop her tow'r calling forth masted moths about the sea.