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By Stack Date: 2003 Apr 05 Comment on this Work [[2003.04.05.02.18.28835]] |
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the ancient nameless poet sang: "If I were an eagle and had wings for to fly I would fly to her castle and there I would lie" you fell today half a world away, like a wounded bird I read of it hours too late to help to cradle you in my arms and kiss away the pain to help you to the doctor's (only a block away, longer than a lightyear) to mop your sore brow with a cool cloth even as my body warmed away the shock chills my dark angel, my silver flower, my long-lost, new-found beyond-beloved my heart is here, beating in fear in my chest, yet I would that it were there, pillowed under your aching head letting you hear my love, letting the slow beat, like wings, soothe your rest and help you heal "On a bed of green laurel I would lay myself down And with my fond wings I would my love surround" |