The final sunlightof another dayremember thosewho ran away

I weep when Lyonkiss the nightbut know that thingswill be alright

you broke my souland chained to bedI know a rosewhose thorns will shed

When she wandersout of sightmay all her daysbe heaven bright

I think of thingsthat we could dothe things we didn'tme and you

but in my mindwe ride the Rhonewhere I lean to kissa black haired raven

The Jewel of Sorbonne

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The ghost who wander ENSto sister Sibyl shall confess

I came to menda yearning heart

as love entwinedwould stop and start

deep in dungeonsof Descartes

the actors riseto robe their part

Nine of angels

heaven name

while Merlin Monodsplay their game

where you hurtI must attest

to soothe this burningwith healing caress

when mirrors tworeflect the same

the sweetest lipsI ever knew

unlock with keysto pass your test

a day will comewhen you'll sayyes

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Creol funeral song

I wish that you were here with melistening to my poetryif you only gave one chanceNine my love this true romancewhose nectar nurture honey beethe black haired raven heavenlyinstead I suffer lone in darkburned by widows avening markmy pleads and offers to Rhonian seaswould hope to keep my vestals appeasedthe halls of Bedlam echoes deepas creol mourners weep and weepI know those hymns of ancients slaveswho sleep beneath the cotton gravesbut when I look outside this glassmy heart is filled with joy and hopethe maidens test I soon shall passtwo eternal Elysium fields elopehere is paradise where stotting gazellesproclaim their coming with sounding bellsin grass as fathers play with newbornI offer laurels which kings have worn

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Rest your mind at Vinatier and feel the spirit floweRUndone by timeless darkness, my spell will see you thrUDreams we had and hours gone as fingers in the sanDYou live but once in promised land, the root and truth beguiles the blind where those who seek willlook and find a graal of force when Tiber flows as yesterdaY

Eden whispers aching heart the lyric life in lovELarge and lone as wide perraries where full moon wolves yelLSavour lips of roses dew, fragile and brittle through purple looking glasSAbove the roads of highs and lows I only think of ElsA

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Candid as voltarian muse I call the well of musiCHome may be the hearts abode but watcHReversing fortune, for some have won when others lost, death is a bereaveRI know the smile of great mystique as shadows in Da VincIStill in mind the leaves may blow gone with windSTo lands of no tomorrow, am I now not but a norn or like Delphi the AcrosTIc servant, serving sINs through yet unborn, telepathically we smite your lovers demoNExorcised by Odins blow, take this orb of Mars carved in mountains from gastronomicMichelangelo as decreed in laws by Roman SenatE

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Vaea is my vital willa without whom the mind would starVAll the time since yesterday when she told me of honeybaked SibyllAEndless loving moon and stars, it's for girls like her men go to wars, will she ever know and seEAs I pray to heavens one day she'll be with me. I dream of her amazing youth and voice to dew thedry SAHara, I wonder if she thinks of us and everything we could do HEre together for one moment at Le VinatierEReliving future ghastly memories with doctors knocking down the spiritual dimension dooRI'm scared my love please hold me near and whisper in my ear of TahITi, ocean mist around a world I wish we could escape hand in hand and run and run unTIl we fall down on sunkissed shores of paradisical TahitIEternity calls from wuthering moors as twins of night and day embracERight in time when blue pearl jewels turn pages in books for generations to remembeR

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Vectors of strange concoction brew within alchemical v-Ials where chestnut birds bring bosoms and bums of peace from A-Rks of Noah. It was ages since ponytail romance, the auburn feminine filiaGrown out of Appalachias freeroaming hooves, she's S-Ilver and gold, my emerald crayon that draws the bow ofNike, her beauty and sensible warmth makes me long forInfinite starnight with skies of milky Nazca, Virginie isEldorado, streets of gold and I am the priest whose heart she stole

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