Wrapped in a waffle of peace lost to poetic dissonance

Its lonely here tonight while I would like nothing less than to wander into a place of commodore and personal discourse. I have been eluding the drama for comfortable silence. Music of a thoughtful contemplation plays simply but resonates much deeper.

Loneliness can be like a warm blanket if you let it becoming completely transcendent of the lower feelings it brings. Anything accepted can be moved on from its denial often only makes a thing bigger.