SED AMOR NUMGUAM OBLIVIIONE DELEBITUR

(But Love Never Forgotten)

In twilight’s cloak, I sit and ponder,
As raindrops fall, the world grows fonder.
Thoughts of thee, the city divine,
Thy cheeks adorned, where smiles align.
Half-thrush, half-angel, thine eyes do gleam,
With drowsy lips, where kiss-flowers dream.
Oh, how thine hair pirouettes so shy,
A dance, a song, my soul’s sweet lullaby.
Rarely beloved, like a lone star’s light,
In darkest hour, thou guide my sight.
In whispered breaths, I conjure thy grace,
For thee, dear one, my heart finds its place.
Oh, dead lover, with words profound,
Thou’d understand the love I have found,
In nature’s realm and depths of the mind,
Where longing whispers, and solace we find.

[PERSEVERO]

Rarely beloved, like a lone star’s light,
In the darkest hour, you’re my guiding sight.
In whispered breaths, I conjure your grace,
For you, dear one, my heart finds its place.

Oh, Emily Dickinson, with words profound,
You’d understand the love I have found,
In nature’s realm and depths of the mind,
Where longing’s whispered, and solace we find.

:: 05.23.2023 ::

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