Ignis fatuus left me fatuous,
Mind like statue is firm and fastuous.
I will capture this; nay, enrapture this.
Trek is cavernous, maybe hazardous.
Folds in labyrinth course like colocynth,
Dropping habits with gall for copralith.
Thus, my option is running optionless--
Past was nocuous, cut with awkwardness.
Pending awesomeness brags an opulence:
"Trash your penitence! Have magnificence!
Risk is little for bliss unlimited--
Be not timid nor feel dispirited!"
I'm no optimist, have no tolerance
Hosting obstacles boasting ponderance.
But the promise of love preponderance
Keeps me braving your chary operance.