As in time machine
Outworldly
that Old "Moon that Old Hill"
"A woman's hand a lovers heart"
tis Deja-Vu entrapment
here in heart in mind
in pristine awareness
sparkling bubbling I
in mirror cursed replaced
or just a memory of old
revered moon me in ancient
lovers eye or scorned
delighting in memory writ
this poem new as I to shreads can turn in poems depicted script
tis inspired delight
bitter sweet in "hill and moon"
"Blast in fireworks" hearts
ashes of stardum dust
eons past yet here
in poetry's diamond ghost
in liquid gold inked
prespiring ****** sweat
O bittersweet
covert metaphor a lover's treasured ransomed memory
immortal love and I
beguiled in mirror glass
and all entrapped
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By: Karijinbba
Inspired by TSpoetry