A Depth

The way you said

The words you were

Wove spells within seams of light

Spirits whisper wells of plasma glowing ,

Made me afraid 

No one was there

Only birds that fly by night

Through summer seas swells miasma snowing, 

The Queen of trees your eyes ethereal 

Were serious and whimsical 

Both unapproachable and beckoning ,

Yore knight unswayed rode to his reckoning,

To slay the times dragging on your trails,

To play like rhymes painting pale your nails,

Tapping lines of sight trapping souls in chains

Making mimes of light clapping while it rains, 

Like a dream too close or dear to tell

Know what no one knows a depthless well,

 





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Written on 2024-10-16 at 13:05

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Her Face Before Dawn
by Chaucer Whethers