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Fickle Tears of Reality

by Loki

She is a tapestry of worlds unimaginable
To hold her close a fantasy unfathomable
She doth dare make the moon bloom
Only to see it vanish so suddenly and so soon
With her scented beauty in seclusion
Vapors of her scented beauty seem so close to clutch
As of the sun on the far side of the moon
Her fragrance a fading memory
Her absence a growing enemy
'Twere as though the first frost bit the land
That the warmth of her touch, 'twas not felt in hand
Even eclipsed 'twould seem so strangely surreal
As of the sun on the far side of the moon
Vapors of her scented beauty seem so close to clutch
Would it were true this damnable gloom
Hath I least a haunting hope of her on the horizon
A haunt of hope trickled through tears of reality
Destined to be or not to be is known not to me
For I am lost an normally last to see
What is for me, what is to see, what is to be
That is for we, that is in glee, that is simply
A life lived not lascivious or of loss, but of love
Such a life doth not lay in the cards dealt to me
How I hath grown to hate the splayed hand of destiny
Roaming an unknown sea with a loss of tranquility
As I dwindle down the path chosen for me in atrophy
With her scented beauty in seclusion
As of the sun on the far side of the moon
Vapors of scented beauty seemingly so close to clutch
A haunt of hope trickled through fickle tears of reality
......
By Anthony S. Parker





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