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By nothing Date: 2001 Dec 15 Comment on this Work [[2001.12.15.18.48.20249]] |
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percolating bubbles of shifting design creating havoc in endless waves whilst aviators take to rainbow wing fly this host of fae to purple sky toadstools parade in in rounding circ as music begins its sigh electric discharge light the fray will-o-wisp to bring the prey stumble blind this mortal man silks shredded skin so bruised a plaything for the dance a step lost and stumble into the ring he has placed his feet silence reigns for the queen hast joined the play many has succumbed to a single glance yet not this one handsome, strong yet blind from birth unable to see her beauty held only by the sigh of melodies now silent by the approach of she he breaths the spring in wonder for tis winter upon the ground hears in his mind the rush of lush grass as she steps close feels upon his eyes the caress of love as she kisses his blind such a proud handsome man bruised by her court his only fault he cannot see her beauty her sword knife edged drive so many insane useless against he flinches he slight as she traces his face caught so in this wonder of he lost so in his blindness she slowly begins to see this love she has for he |