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LUNE
Anew, by auburn waters rest
Gave it all to watch what's next
Those memories left, undress the eye
Fixated on the fleeting, unfeeling I
Yours, mercifully taken breath
Mine, most hastily abandoned
There, where your hopes remain
Among weeds I've neglected
A choice bequeathed
By finality
Whatever weather becomes of life
Whether my roots lay bare 'neath April sky
Wander atop my head, you are the sun tonight
Spear me through, lune, between now and soon
And you, nigh frozen wastes fall slow
For the mist would claim the roads
But that wisp of the will-o
Willow grasp, I hold their glow
Yours, spoor traced through the rime
Mine, miles that fell behind
There, somnambulist shadows
Darkest dreams birth golden lights
A choice bereaved
Past is coming clean
Whatever weather becomes of life
Whether my roots lay bare 'neath April sky
Wander atop my head, you are the sun tonight
Spear me through, lune, between now and soon
If words had eyes, I'd love to see you smile
Published 22nd Apr 2019
| Edited 23rd Apr 2019
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22nd Apr 2019 6:41pm
Such a precious act; to pay homage to a muse that piques your curiosity, even during such bouts of loneliness.
The depth of your creativity remains untapped, and you should consider publishing all your bits & pieces... 💡😎🔥🌹🤩🌞
The depth of your creativity remains untapped, and you should consider publishing all your bits & pieces... 💡😎🔥🌹🤩🌞
22nd Apr 2019 11:16pm
"Whether my roots lay bare 'neath April sky
Wander atop my head, you are the sun tonight " - I literally melted :)
Wholly beautiful. loved it.
Wander atop my head, you are the sun tonight " - I literally melted :)
Wholly beautiful. loved it.
