Love of Wise Why the silence, love? Why torment the caress of night? Why let not our hearts be rent? Curse, burn - excite! I bring to you a half-spun moon. Come own it in a lasting rite. Why the torture, love? Why keep a few broken sighs? Why let not heavens sweep fears of watery skies? I reach in you a hunger new. Feed me, O life of my eyes! Why the distance, love? Why leave this passing delight? Why let not our first kiss weave wings of our solemn flight? I seek in you a springtime june. Go dress in gloried white. Why the dewdrops, love? Why await their scorn and lies? Why let not shape our self-owned fate? Seize, dream – arise! I meet in you my existence true. Soak me, O love of wise! Red is Absurd
Posted on: Fri, 21 Jun 2013 20:06:49 +0000
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