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It always alarms:
that pale cold eye
dripping between October leaves,
that omniscient scrutiny
aloof from mortal anguish.
Yet tonight my gaze
holds more power,
melting its precise lines
in a single hot look.
N’uit d’amour, I beg
No answers,
No proposals or strategies,
just compassion
in your silent watch.
that pale cold eye
dripping between October leaves,
that omniscient scrutiny
aloof from mortal anguish.
Yet tonight my gaze
holds more power,
melting its precise lines
in a single hot look.
N’uit d’amour, I beg
No answers,
No proposals or strategies,
just compassion
in your silent watch.
Something to balance out my really morbid sense of humor.
Written in response to a work called "Sad Stepping Moon."
Written in response to a work called "Sad Stepping Moon."
© 2007 - 2024 RhapsodyinAlto
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Wow. The imagery is very intense in this piece.