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By B.K. Date: 2005 Jan 11 Comment on this Work [[2005.01.11.21.08.28474]] |
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Oh moonless plight Deep velvet darkness Of ancient unquiet Deep foggy moors With narrow cliff paths Restless soul shadows Behind heavy carved masks Sing their horrors Into this dusky black light Darlin take my hand Pull me out of this dream quicksand Be with me on this moonless night If I don't stop watching Wuthering Heights I might start writhing in Bronte delight (c)bk |