Created Master

Something vast slips the Master whose created pieces of rhythm,        (Twunders)
Bold in silence as it took the time to part it together.
Just a few messes to make the perfect conclusion soar,
Neat in minute inspirations valor.

Note to the fact that this creation be,
lonesome in beginnings, the building of it must be.

Tuf't told to it's bottom test of day and night,breached together in lust and pleasure
both loved and cared for, as time rolled on by without a peep of anyone noticing.

The creation rhythm Master beyond night                              (skaldcraft)                                     
broached lust and strong the hand that steady
makes pleasure known, care folded and unfolded
backed by the ceilings mirror and the ticking

desire noticing the hand that wrote it and
the heart that caused it who knew vast sounds
of pleasure on the page the two left on the paper ink created pleasure and loss.

In so much that time consumed                                        (Twunders)                                                      together as much may be used.
relieved under forecasts of wanting and being amused
when it brought details of woe and abuse.

They were together, this Master and creation
both tuned and entwined within deeds
known to stipulation without specification or verification.