Bathed in colored pillars of light.
Chastless your heart once it was mine
was as light as your eyes
and hefting too they were heavy.
Lest it shut out chastity as once was I.
Life lived to the fullest and never moon empty,
of it's wealth of mixed light.
Shooting darts at the stars.
A letter fell from your dress of appointment's.
My house of glass shattered my dreams
etched underneeth amongst the cotton wood flowers.
Light purple is jasmine dark beauty and masks.
Different each day of the night I have withstood.
You whispered when at last that I came.
Climbing trees back out yonder
and moods like the swing.
Nursing the secret a secret so hot I can not hold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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