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I dreamed a dream...

a waltz we danced so lightly
Strauss was sublime

one two three two two three

quartet in perfect form
candle light all around

one two three two two three

a dance most joyous
a night most divine

un mito di perdono

drawn and quartered on millstone of indecision
flayed by knives dull and cruel
vision clouded and blood become ice
limbs drained of strength and mind reeling
once so fixed and filled with purpose
now burned and battered by vicissitude
dream of elation still kept though darkened
a lasting so true and unfettered by demand
a longing so deep and filled with remorse
giving a need without an answer
needing a burden without cause to carry

o for that moment in mist almost gone

holding

love was a deep, warm, drowning of embrace and giving. a matchless soft shroud of worth too great for measure. without guile or expectation we held vision so pure and willing. no expression to configure, all flying on wishes wings.

reap what you sow

sweet seed of reason

self important, self aware
never satisfied but frequently comfortable


sweet seed of ruin

ever present, often sleeping
quaking with fear but giver of strength


sweet seed of friendship

most treasured, least valued
given in hope and lost in foolishness


sweet seed of passion

always fleeting, many but dreaming
returned by love and held so very tightly