It seems like forever
O daughter of the moon
Since thine own desire
To peer out of the sky
To fix the ticking clock
We must tear time asunder
And lo! There thou art
Confined and yet unbound
The wind stays its course
Like a sailor's best ally
Searching for Minotaurs
A blood drop from the eye
A thousand millennia
To behold in union
And even, O divine
In silent overture
As the silver light steeples
In mirthful crescendo again
And the fulfilling embrace
I yearned for is given unto
And then we sit in triumph
The glory of years forlorn
The world in singularity
Watches the event horizon
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ReplyDeleteWell, actually you are a bit like an Old Bard aren't you?
loved it.. was different yet brilliant..
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