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Wednesday, October 27, 2021

The Reawakening of SHE

The clouds moved 

 Trembled under nervous agitation 

 She whispered to him:

 

 ‘Member those heydays

 In the evanescent delicacy

 When I would stare in your eyes of amaze

 Clear as the stream

 And I would call you to the House 

 And my voice a harangue turned

 A vast distant whispering swish

 Along broad boulevards of you the Lost Lovelorn 

 

 Now

 Behind the veils

 Streams of translucent colours

 Like the most fragile fabric

 And at the bottom edge 

 A profound and fiery crimson

 Like the fires of Hades

 You no longer longed for

 

 The tears that splintered

 The light

 The sins that shimmered even further 

 Into prismatic rainbows

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