Sorrowful Streak

Alas! I like something strange, A wonderful gift explain, Without, within, there lifts, A fond belief of I have wept, In solitary breath I release, Life bashfully for teach, A sorrow of artful do reach out, The random one left a couch, And ounce upon once I beg, Relish in desperation kept, A life basic I fight all formal, Give due respect for humble, The truest sound of blankets, Aging old in bedtime wonder, I live for love and feel somber, Seems to be meant for bedtime, A fond of descript a manly fish, Remain there a folly these kept!