You know the fullness of the beauty of the universe
It manifests in your wisdom, an authentic platinum pearl
Immaculately conceived
Conveyed within the cosmic flow of ideas
Through which the sages earn their laurels
Wisdom felt not read from pages
And with no rainbow ever quarrel

Cosmos of splendor
Bless me with thy magic
Blaze in heavenly glory
And dance in liberty
Thy Beauty is immortal
Transcendent, eternal
The couture of Heaven
A divine revelry

In philosophies both old and new
Courage, virtue supreme
Lennon dared to Imagine Peace
Like Dr King's sweet dream
They rouse our Hearts to throb, rebel
Against the petty rule
Against incriminated flag
Drilled in to brains from school
There's a bastille in London town
For men who tell the truth
Poor Schwartz, too, metaphorically
Thrown cold from a roof
Whilst Chelsea, dearest warrior
Sage soldier of the heart
Knows the fight with loudest might
Is that which peace impart
Testament to tyrants sham
That reality in cage
But who will win not those in sin
Her vision will light an age
Justice is a common tongue
A democrat it prevails
Protects the name of human rights
Which quest for war assails
It must be said that truths not dead
Despite rule of tyrants lore
The real vignette of history
Lit 1984
And like Olympic baton
The torch of truth aflame
Cross aeons, borders, mother tongues
We arrive at peace the same
A spark of love in just one heart
Inspires divine mimicry
Inspires mass to bear love aloft
**** Devils causistry
Rolling news is sure a ruse
To sully critical thought
Education Tonys soundbite
But for ignorance he fought
History is oil against toil
Lies churn in the midst
But those who defy and see the sky
Bond pawns in rancorous trust
To overthrow the petty sham
And start the world anew
Pangea can't be ruled from a tower
Ivory and blue
When you start to think with Heart
Put past to trust in what men said
The rule of courage inaugurate
All hearts be painted red

last night i dreamt of the divine
its truth danced up to my side
knowing its truth my soul repines
because in past by evil i abide
married to the magician
who deceived us of our selves
i went among the earth and sung
the song of devil's wealth
but my sullied, broken spirit
is repaired by balm of cosmic joy
the divine: i've been ever near it
it's pleasures deep and coy
now i get to sing again
with a pleasure deep and wide as skies
going against the devil's grain
with my cryptic lullabies

Come hither Cupid - little babe
And raise thy bonny bow
Penetrating swiftly
Let it through me go
Come slither Love - magic mood
And incept thy seed in me
Blossoming, beau, I am wooed
By warmth of Love's eternity

Doing cosmic dance and singing cosmic song
The messenger transcends the distracting throng
That deceives the soul and self of worth
But Love will be found even in Love's dearth
We'll find out who told us the world wrong

The cosmic dance will touch everyone
And get them back in the groove of fun
Have them all dancing under sun
Enjoying the fresh, wild path begun

A tapestry of joyousness spun
The future wrestled from an evil fate and won
Together we will do the dance
Enamoured of a wholesome trance
That enlivens everyone

I swing the torch from side to side
The visionary light by which I abide
Basks me in resplendent glow
As I go dreaming, rocking to and fro
Embarked on magic ride

This is the dance. It tells a truth
A kind of vision rare, forsooth
I canter round soul's shire on enchanted hoof
A siren of iridescent youth

The knowledge of my path does sooth
And to my sullied brain it does amuse
In it's form I have faith and trust
Stoking, kindling my spiritual lust
To disabuse the ruse

Love the craving to follow your light
Greater than the impulse of sin
Like dove on wing I take nascent flight

Fathom eternity deep and bright
The mysteries that reside within
Aura of the seraph burnished bright

In gold and sparks of iridescent white
Their Hearts and Love, an honour to win
The Devil, his curse they interdict

Soaring through the worlds and spheres
Past the stars my mind zoomed, ran
Untainted by bludgeon of times years

Towards the all, the goddess nears.

She is bewitching, like elusive magic
That ensnares the senses with its potent power
She is the dance of cosmic joy
Blossoming like exquisite flower
Her aura ripples with colour like stars
That fire ablaze with cosmic spark
She begets tender sonorous bars
Rejoicing pure, the babes of the world hark
With the stainless spirit of the child
She goes touching spirits one by one
Begetting her hearts true bliss, wild
A purest sort of fun
O wild flower, falling through my mind
You are a petal sweet and kind

Dare I count the ways I love thee,
Lest I suggest thy Beauty is limited,
To honor your immortal grace is my duty,
For therein I am spirited,
There is nothing on Earth as exquisite as you,
For roving on your sight,
Through my Heart a warm breeze blew,
Immersed in eternal delight.

I am a void
Gray and cold, neurotic
Time by time abandoned
My necrotic Heart
Always an inadequate object for Love
Did I come too close to their souls?
Dreams with streams
And warm, benevolent light
Bite my haunch
In their absence
I a veteran of the parasitic
A toxic creature
Adorned with a warning
Writ large in gaudy colors

They were scared
When my claws sunk in
And fought me off
With silence
Their verdict deafening
Myself irascible
A quantum of hope
Tarnished, vanished
Drowned in the river Styx
And sat atop a spike
In the entrance
To Hell's maze
Under the measure
Of Devil's hourglass

Let the critics tear me down
I am a wall they will not drown
A darling moon their hate cloak not
Pearly smile to jade their frown
My truth blooms whilst their lies rot
Weeds of evil by hatred sown
A ghost of friends torment my cot
But lies do not rule our good town

My body, as if struck by dart
Shakes in solidarity with your heart

Daughters of Albion, thy beauty and intelligence is bespoke
But your spirits are encumbered by cynical agendas, by oppressions' yoke
I await the awakening of the revolutionary heroines within
Who cast off the stigma and shame of the doctrine of sin
Against the rubric that sullies and enervates thy strength
I verse and converse at tedious length
Inciting thee to free love, to the wayward path of libertines
I'd love to see thee dwell freely in beautiful, transcendent scenes
Thou art the flux of sultry stunning supernovas
Only faintly seen and understood by men
Peering like voyeurs down elaborate telescopes
Which, for having filtered you, diminishes thy beauty by factor of ten
Your divinely wrought stars beget a radiance
That offers guidance to the straggling soul
I'd love to be enamoured of you in dalliance
The bars between us the mind appalls
Arise ye makers of rebellion and revolution
Commit thy self to the creation of freedom
And live in eternal celebration
Admitted in to passion's kingdom
Together the daughters of Albion shall waltz
Out the spirit's cage
Going traversing through the wilds again
With inspiration for them I rage

Dear Angel, please listen,
Heed my plea,
Hear my wandering spirit's entreaty.
May my deeds,
Align with your creeds,
Sewing in my mind your spiritual seeds.
May Hearts awake,
To their mistakes,
Overpowering sin's oceans and vice's lakes.
May minds as one,
Run with the sun,
A path of righteousness begun.
May you be a benefactor,
Helping to salvation manufacture,
Healing souls after fracture.
Stoking delight,
In nascent flight,
As you cloak us like you in bright white light.
May you say bless,
To our distress,
And help us to make mend of mess.
Angel, please listen,
Heed my prayer,
Hear what I am begging there.

Dear Father, in weeks past I posed and pained,
To paint thee verse in cerise, gorgeous red,
To communicate the clamour of affection,
To man more wizened, lordly than a scion,
Your words, I sense, as craft and choice as mine,
To honour human mouth and tongue divine,
To not with careless words apply the brine,
Round fragile heart which, unencumbered, shine,
To my mind you speak the solid truth,
A flame to all worlds slumbering souls aloof,
But truth in all your wisdom your discern,
Can see its flickering glow, feel raging burn,
We often cross our paths like two wee duck,
With amity with help from gods and luck,
But my own tongue knows only to defile,
When the vice of devilish vision snare and rile,
But with charity and patience you sweet wait,
Comforting with Buddha smile and gait,
Knowing truth of love in all hearts writ,
To child you hurled your heart, devoted it,
Indulged it's flights of fancy and it's fits,
For Love cannot be quick outsmart by wits,
Thy loving devotion I gratefully receive,
And in thy words find sweet my souls reprieve.

Dear Love - hither -
How happy I -
I dreamt for you - free -
As you - chastened - lie -
To light - you crawled -
How exhausted - you -
Dear Love - how do you and do - and all that -
Are you okay?
Dear Love - dive in to my arms -
I have so much to say.

Your memo came - from Angels -
I hardly guessed you were on your way -
My entreaty - how tyrants hated it -
But Love - I implore you -
And all warriors for better day -
Who in woe struggle - rue -
You deserve to frolic - play -

Who's there! Souls spouse -
Unbolted - gate -
Summoned out the louse -
Insatiate - for hate -
When I can survey Justice -
As sublime mate -
Will be hour of armistice -

That virtue commensurable to Love -
Love as bright as virtue.

Dear Mother did you know that you beget,
A flower in my Heart that doth my pain abet,
Watering it for life with loving rain,
Soothing it with lullaby refrains,
Tending to its stems and to its soils,
In which it is with Loves light deep embroiled,
A seemly sight are you with watering can,
More qualified and skilled than any man,
To nourish the ****** diamond of my Heart,
For thine affections the gift of gorgeous grace impart,
Such a daughter never wants for more,
But may in ignorance for more implore,
Yet grateful am I for transcendental blossom,
Kindled in my mind for all your wisdom,
Your perfect care and sweetest charity,
That stokes the gift of love and amity,
When the sky collapse, with thunder bolts,
That strike upon my heart and give it welts,
Dear mother from her bedside duly raise,
To tend to me, and so I offer praise,
In worthy, sanguine, devoted Psalms,
For you mother a million alms,
And a hundred million drams,
Knows Love cannot be count in grams,
Dutiful and diligent on her way,
Dear Mother you assuage my dismay,
Be forever aura sent to heal,
Dear Mother, hear my Love, earnest appeal.

I love you I am sure,
Hearts do not know mistakes,
Of no errors they partake,
So why your Heart at war?
At battle with mine own,
A woman overthrown,
Bleeding like colour from a star.

How did we grow apart,
On paths destined to cross,
I feel silences as loss,
Like poison in an arrow dart,
Each word, a barb, a sting,
Enervating everything,
Killing Love in flight like albatross.

I danced with worlds, mid clouds of dreams
When I was young and you were sage
Imagination weaved in streams
Painted paeans for freedom's age
Cross jungles, waterfalls of joy
We skipped with wanton, childish glee
Dreaming, rocking to a fro
Loving seismically
Till the man shot me

My mortal carapace decayed
Became nature again
Back in the soul's truest abade
Where minds are one and zen
And how did you go on and cope
Me dear, gone from your den
Offensive they rank rude intrude
Upon the Peace we found my friend
Because the man shot me

I can't explain well but in time
My energy gestate
Became presence celestial
All light and love, no weight
The center of my heart lived on
In a bonny babe anew
Born in 1991
When Berlin's freedom grew
No shots can stop me

She a lover drift in dream
A playmate of cherubs
Who drift in streams upon a beam
Aura arrests and grabs
Year to year she grew afraid
Doth yet perceive the cynic's trade
And will for Love insatiate
No shot stopped her living like me

She grew a heart comely and plump
Like the marrow Thoreau craved
As through the wilds of life she tramps
Not wont to behave
Bears Love aloft, cherubic lamp
Through her the passion rave
Hearts for heroes; guns for knaves

So much what we presume is false
Illusions claw our brain
We sail away with them in waltz
Much to sage's disdain

But we can train perception
Through which we swift arrive
At Truth, to it in genuflection
Enlightenment alive

If you make Buddha hero
Abide unto his scheme
Presumptions fall to zero
Know to question all that seems

Heart struck by a beam, I am utterly enchanted
At risk of losing, I try to bear its heat
My Love, this is all that I've ever wanted
Without you no path for these naked feet

You are the song that rings out in jungles of joy
In sacharrine rapture your spirit rejoices
Begetting melody sweet and coy
With most tender and piercing of voices

Embrace the tokens of my respect
To you, my one and only appeal
Your smile stokes deep within my soul
Feelings most real

Delight is a delirium
Accustomed to the Rays
Of Lovers sun, fierce fires run
Adjusted to the blaze

A light that leads you lovingly
Out of despairs maze
I bask extravagant
In delightful daze

I dwell in sweet emotions
The trajectory of bliss
The music of devotion
Knells out when statures kiss

To chase you to the ends of Earth
Would be a lovely thing
We'd sun ourselves forever
Where kindred hearts are king

Majesty of the earth and of the skies
Sweet lama, lover, praised in Angel reprise
Adores thee, rings resplendent round Tibet's
Sinuous rills, doth suffering, pain abet
Adam not the first of all the men
God's wisdom start in Buddha, his mind sung when
Shorn of all illusion he dreamt truth
With majesty and beauty rare forsooth

Majesty of the heart rarely beheld
In forests of your wisdom I lusting have felled
For truths of gold, gleam beauteous, wonderfully:
No you, no I, only one heart, we
A Buddha being mind as strong as mountain
Inspire devotions pour forth from time's fountain
As watchful Kali, graceful Bodhitsava
Impart the truth of time to questing lamas

We need thee, not forgetting Shiva, meditates sublime
Who see through fogs of war in silver font of time
For his dreams the cosmos enchanted clime
His heart creation's rhythm and it's rhyme
Beyond the cradle, far past static grave
Bodhitsava soul for eternity saved
At least those tongues of peace that have behaved
Or at least declined to behave like knaves

Majesty of the skies and of the earth
Protector of the hungering heart and hurting hearth
Your wisdom? Truth, of incessant birth
Your presence warm my heart breadth of its girth
Know Love will be found even in Love's dearth
Even as battles of life creep coy by stealth
Conspire to put you in poor and bitter health
But not even time can sully your spirit's wealth

There is nothing to fear we are all one God
That cosmic music I rancorous applaud
All the world is love and throbbing light
Therein my soul soar free, take dancing flight
There is nothing on earth as exquisite as you
Truth wherein my scared, sad spirit grew
A Buddha sing where Love apace:
Imagine all the people, living life in peace!

Was Lennon lama of the west?
Surely worked at Love's behest
My angel of the celestial democracy
Wits and wills vanquished devil's drab autocracy
Kindred flames remember him
In earnest passion, rancour of sweet cherubim
That Angel, who desired to aspire
On burnished wings of rainbow fire

You both share wisdom, wits and charms
Beckon learning child to feed from thy generous palms
Like Jesus, wizened as Bodhi too
This the history peacemakers knew
None divide by creed, class, name
All just observers of the flame
That burgeon, flourish deep within
Our one heart, God's cherubim

Through Dharma I see a path unfurled,
In to the Beauty of the world,
The Heart to righteousness aligned,
Leads to fulsome, fruitful mind.

My Heart had bled - its diamond dream -
Bled buckets - nearly hours -
Chaser - of its keys - passed me quick -
I'm enamoured of his powers -

But now I stray - in empty streets -
But now I am of bruised Mind -
But now I'm hunted by good and bad -
To good I can't reply -

But do I know - this beau regard -
Treads soft across my brain -
Kindling flower of passion -
Which blossomed bright for lovelorn rain -

But then night comes - sunshine' goes
Upon downward commute
and moon doth hath mind rapt in throe
Raise voice to heaven on ancient lute

To messengers - I'm angel too -
All stir the sorry heart -
Wearing its kindest passion -
Which doth the light of love impart -

My Heart has bled - it's diamond dream -
Bled buckets - nearly hours -
For confusion I beget a scream -
And pray for loving showers -

Emily Dickinson's Life:

"The myth" - of Amherst -surpass all man's history
The annals - of man's cloistered sect -
Can't be sung to perfect paean -
Like Emily's bardic verse - resplendent, resurrect -
Flighty, eccentric - enigma
Enamoured of the babes -
Doth yet eschew the stigma -
Attached to Sappho in fables -
A pleasant fancy consists in all -
The words adjoined - like sitting ducks -
To the love of life she's rapt in thrall -
Dabbles in Love's luck -

Dignity is measured only
By if one has a heart
Which giveth to the meek and lonely
And doth Love's truths impart

Not one of all the prosecutors
Who get the people's prophets
Can act as legitimate interlocutors
For indulging whims of profit

As they - conceited - lying
Maximise only their own gains
I see my kin above them flying
And write them sad refrains

All souls enamoured of the light
Cast sweet ray upon the truth
Teaching fledgling mind to flight
By inspiring Love we hath
Mantras guide by peaceful hearts
Sends truth fly like magic dart
Love sets hearts ablaze, aflame
Vanquishing all fear, despair
Beings of light we art the same
In us the light of love appear
One by one the babes rejoice
Sway, clap, sing to bardic voice

He has a Heart I render true
Like a bird
singing God's Love

And mouth I emulate
And eyes
That see nothing as exquisite as you

Smiles for miles
To carry me away
From pain

Wakes me to go wild
All throughout the day
Awake again

The natural world is rendered pure
By eyes not cynical enough
To make hearts die beleaguered by
Bludgeon to self rough
The trees are clearly perfect
The birds have not a fault
I am natures prefect
Who fathoms in her vaults
To friends of nature - I'm friends of you
Your diligence I salute
I'll think of you when tempted to rue
For trespasser in to peace commute

"Divinity" is what we feel-
Communion - between God - and Heart
Love - eclipse - the sorrow
Divinity - God's spirit's Art
Divinity is what we see
In Nature - majestic altar
And testament - to harmony
Divinity - as pure as water
Divinity is what we hear
As birds salute the noon
Their soft crescendo crowning Heaven
Divinity is Nature's boon
Divinity is what we know
Before - ever - we are taught
Instinct - surpass - Reason
Divinity is mutual rapport
Divinity is where all souls reside
Bright citadel - of creator's Love
Eclipses - treasures - of the Earth
That museums have
Divinity is a state of mind
Lucid - suffused with light
Enamored of - soul of God
In its inimitable flight

Divinity is truth
The kernel of reality
Wisdom is internal
Native to the spirit
The soul is a song
A tribute to the Gods
Life on Earth
Their sublime artistry

Do not be deceived of your soul's worth,
love will be found even in love's dearth,
the devil lies because truth doesn't sell,
in our knowledge of our soul's perfection consists his hell,
let not thy flame be sullied by doubt,
remain to its awesome truth bethrothed, devout,
and therein become a babe anew,
which wakes to watch the world in bloom.

Morning sparrow do not fly,
But stay aside my stoop and sing,
Your warm, effulgent songs of joy,
That give your life to everything.

Her sharp melody rung,
And spilled in to the air,
The sweetest that was sung,
Arresting and fair.

Joy is the thing which flies,
That frolics in the sun,
Resplendent in the sunny beams,
Eternal life just begun.

To shed thyself of my possessions,
Is not to have forsaken me,
For what I truly gave was the sum of affections,
Beget with Love, tenderly.
Dost thou know that we were not to token commit?
And our Love's transcendence is akin to Light only?
A truth across the stars in eternal brightness writ;
No plunge from that height e'er goes softly.
But thou doth insist in thy sad trance,
Of our being cleft, our parting,
Thou perceives an ending from whence,
I feel a fathomless ocean and beginning.
    Nonetheless I try the same,
    To purge of you, and apportion blame.

Verse 1:

Do you ever pause to realise how half the world's asleep
Do you deny the facts about the beast that makes my sweet lord weep
Do you march to the beat of dark masters who mesmerise us fools with powerful illusions
Or do you bang revolutions drum, free from mass psychosis, societal delusions
Do you think we have the time left to save the world from ruin
Do you feel compelled to noble fight to preserve the heaven you and your friends grew in
Do you feel ready to regain control of your thoughts, restore your mind's sovereignty
Do you see right through the mystery of history thwart with lies of plenty

Chorus:

Do you remember the spark inside your heart
Do you remember how they killed it
Do you remember them tearing it apart
Do you comprehend how they coldly willed it
Do you want to vibe with me tonight
Do you want me to reveal what's real and true
Do you want the lies and games to fight
Or do you choose to them to stick like glue

Verse 2:

Do you want to rub the horseshit off of your beleaguered soul's fine jewel
Do you want to shine, dazzling, divine, despite and to spite the rule of the cruel
Do you want to personify love, a blessing, crystallised in mortal, corporeal form
Do you, arms akimbo, embrace the healing light, so white, so calm, so warm
Do you crave authentic connection this world is lacking
Do you fear for the ones the deep state is tracking
Do you feel overjoyed to realise the cosmos resists the grip of control
Do you rejoice in that truth for it works to salvage our consciousness and make it whole

Chorus:

Do you remember the spark inside your heart
Do you remember how they killed it
Do you remember them tearing it apart
Do you comprehend how they coldly willed it
Do you want to vibe with me tonight
Do you want me to reveal what's real and true
Do you want the lies and games to fight
Or do you choose to them to stick like glue

Do you really will an ending?
Do you will a better story?
Could I bear to see you happy,
Imbued with light of glory,
Have you feet thirsty for other paths?
Have you eyes that wander south?
Have you the inclination,
For another's mouth?
Oh you dreamer, oh you kin,
Oh wise man of mine,
Tell me now how to fathom hell,
When my Heart is no longer thine.

I'm a dreamer
You're never gonna get me down
I'm a dreamer
You're never gonna make me frown

When life is strife
And the devil takes you for a wife
Just play the pipe
And cast off the Royal stripe
When life is wife
And the devil thinks he is in strife
I play a pipe
And against the ruse I gripe

I'm a dreamer
You're never gonna bring me down
I'm a dreamer
You're never gonna make me frown
I'm a dreamer
You're never gonna bring me down
I'm a dreamer
You're never gonna make me frown

Sing to the stars
To see me smile
Dreaming of Heaven
Just for a while
This night belongs
To lovers divine
The purest songs
From Heart do shine

I dream
I dream of us listening
To the radio and audiobooks
Curled up, cuddled, holding tight
In comfy cushioned crannies, nooks
Deep in dream
I wistful, sigh
dream of our fingers entwined
Imagine stomachs full, livers wined
I dream
A dream of revelry
To have your heart beating
Next to me
I dream
Our minds are waltzing, one
Having fun
Under the sun
I write to you
You write to me
About your dreams
In dream I see
Your soul laid bare
The candor there
I dream
Of beauty sweet, so rare
And giving you perfect care

- by Meg 7/03/18, an experimental love poem for the one I love and who has shown me love xo

Dreams of freedom are flowering
As flimsy illusion withers, pales
Through medium of the bardic tongue the truth doth sing
And in to peripheries of consciousness sails

The merchants of demise are quivering
To hear the lion's stentorian roar
Their callous bodies quivering
They have no time left anymore

Towards new day we meandering go
Borne aloft on divine zephyr
Dreaming, rocking to and fro
Effusing other worldly ether

Drifting on a wayward beam
Borne aloft on Heaven's zephyrs
A vision vivid and supreme
Whose truth could be sung along to lyres
A sage I saw, transcending time
With a magnificent and majestic voice
Whose Heart was blossoming in its prime
Begetting words to make children rejoice
In to my spirit he struck his truth
And awoke my own vocation
So now I go cantering on enchanted hoof
Towards exalted destination

Drunk on my heart's music,
I live, fated to sing,
A riot most illustrious,
Borne aloft on Heaven's wing,

But a mad and melancholy dirge,
Entered my refrain,
When you trod softly, ever softly going,
With gun, across my brain

Drunk on my Heart's music
I live fated to sing
The lyrics spelled cross night in stars
Music a magical thing

During the days of Peace and Love
Music charmed the Heart - it moved
Passionate spirits roamed - roved
Nobody had a point to prove
During the days of Peace and Love
All prayed - in their dismay
To mercy - pity - from above
Wishing - for fortified day

Love will be found, even in love's dearth,
No truth more plentiful and abundant,
For Love warms my heart the breadth of its girth,
And warms me with her truth, resplendent,
Love is dove, she's peace and fire,
A raggedy ribbon on the breeze,
On golden wings she aspires,
Like one of nature's dutiful bees,
Love is a butterfly, fragile, soft,
Painted with pallet got from dream,
On sublime wings borne aloft,
Her aura vivid and supreme,
I welcome Love, her divine zephyr,
That flutters, beckons out to me
That warms me with other worldly ether,
And makes me sail on sunny seas.

Love is no crime, a truth known to all,
For she does not discriminate,
Love's dearth the righteous mind appals,
Should in that truth we ruminate,
Those who know not doubt Love's truth,
The shallowest of all denial,
A kind of beauty rare, forsooth,
Dost yet withstand a cynic's trial,
They cannot dream of sullying her flame,
With their inferior hand and magic,
With treacherous tale and treacherous game,
And crass, perverted logic,
Her truth will ring out, proud and loud,
Across the flowering universe,
Our Hearts clad in divinest shroud,
I communicate its joys in verse.

This Love is lost; it's over now
Baleful I hath seen the score
Illusion of Heart's revelry
That Time hath shown the door

The winter moon a jaded pearl
Treads of men defile a girl
Passion once rancorous and riled
Hath ****** died after her Heart smiled

And from the mountain blue I saw
Her slow eclipse and bade "no more"
From swollen, sobbing, longing lips
I long lament that slow eclipse