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Nevermore
Poems
Jun 2015
Separated
Separated
By the will of our Gods
You serve yours
I serve mine
Of separate allegiances
The sun yearning for the moon
Its burning touch begging
For her cool gaze
Just what does your heart desire,
My ancestors ask
Their pagan eyes boring into me.
I desire her, of course
Her warm, soft flesh
Her melodious laugh.
What is it that you seek,
My ancestors demand
Faces cold as ancient starlight.
Her, with her idiosyncratic appetites
And her languid temper
All of her, body, mind, and spirit.
You dishonor us,
They thunder
You are weak.
Ah, but the lilt of your voice
Echoes into the abyss of my unconscious
However foolish my answers be
However weak my resolve is.
And you have no idea how much the sight of you
Banishes the accursed doldrums
Yet we both know
That despite all this
We are meant to be
Forever apart.
Old poem; Written April 9, 2013
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