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Foreword
With the snow silence fell I could see my companion One with the dreary landscape The stark still spruce Brooding over the horizon Their dark broughs Twisting to form His unapproachable expression
Was it more then just The accumulation of many Cold Starkfield winters Or was it an idle hand Unable to deter the pain
As they peered through the window Looking down towards Corbury road And for all of that Waiting for one who would never come Perhaps it was the loneliness Though never alone Cold and devoid of emotion Her obstinate silence Subduing Ethan into His own solitary realm
Try and fetch that old elm You'll walk together again
Revelries & Silence
Your eyes, heavy, rapt-like, for another And I had waited just outside for you To take you in my arms, home, together Unaware that your look would make me brood
I must have been a fool to have believed That you had kept only those looks for me And now the landscape of our future Begins to look ever more bleak
Nepenthe
Two, softly spoken words Whence uttered, undeterred Quells my rueful despair "Good-bye"
Think I'd forgotten you...
Here under these spruces I came to introduce The thought in my mind To linger here entwined Forever
We'll never let you go...
Moribund musings Bright, brilliant bindings My blithe Stark, sulking concavities My blight
Someday you'll lie there beside me... Someday you'll lie there beside me... Someday you'll lie there beside me... Someday you'll lie there beside me...
Undulations
As if to speak would remedy My thoughts shifting in undulating form Contemplating tirelessly Only to find the ease of your warmth
Answers that can never be found Words spoken that cede no sound Trouble some leave others unbound
Glimpse upon Endurance Hidden within winter Fated death, nascence Of distress my captor
As if to speak would remedy My thoughts shifting in undulating form Closed eyes present your body Whenever I wish to implore
How I have wished for this day When only you and I stay From those we wish to keep away
Here at last we have come You and I together Transcending the deepest chasms If only for a moment
Of ardor...
Deluge
Under dampened banks of snow Where desires lie in cold Buried between furrows Of decisions furlough
We were left for a moment Gathered near the embers Where answers beckoned To be discovered
Dormant replies linger amidst A haunting presence unknown The rocking of the chair persists Even when alone
Winter's dispiriting exhalation Unable to unite* the broken glass Precipitating predilection Of an exchange that has yet to pass
(Will the coming of spring drown this sorrow? Like fading snow grasping for its final breath Converging with the streams and filling the void Of my despair)
Forestall
Walking through cold dissolute hallways Corridors of age upon her face Closed doors illuminate, The beauty of one to be displaced
Timorous and consecrated To the position of defeat The pallid portrait of her face Echoing your dismay replete
Comfort in ceremonial practice Subsistence; fed The flame, brilliant, blithest Extinguished; dead
The light The remembrance The dusk That embraced it.
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