Lithean Love

When first captured by her eyes,Transparent ocean lullabiesTwo glasses of intoxicating wine Darkened stars slowing TimeShe said her name was the daughter of a mountainWhispering voice, like water from a fountain, Sculpted marble, the color of flowing--With her, the grace of frozen motionWhen I awoke, the spell broken,The last note of an echo spokenWas it a dream, with the stillness of winter?Were the sheets disturbed? Did a fragrance linger?Outside my window the sun looked cold and crispInside my heart the weather was furiousHow could I fall in Love so deeply?Time, like honey flowing sweetlyWhen all she was made her dream in weeping;A life folded up in the space of sleeping?Golden leaves on the shore of a Hadean riverNo longer guided by the ferryman, I miss herMemories, curling into a fading wispOver Lithe, lapping waters of bliss

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