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MY SALT TEARS
FALL ON THE SOLIDITY
OF ICE-BERG,
CAJOLING SOME DROPS
OF WATER TO KISS THE SEA,
TRICKLING DOWN THEY
SAID TO ME
WE WILL NEVER RETURN TO THEE,
TO THE VESSELS WHICH
BORE THEM
LIKE MOTHER'S WOMB
AND BOSOMMED THEM
LIKE FATHER'S TOMB,
OH! BLACK BETRAYAL
WE WERE THE SPARKLE
OF YOUR EYES,
YOU EXPOSED THEM
TO THE WORLDLY FLIES,
TEMTATION;
YOU BECAME POSESSIVE
OF NAME AND FAME,
A MEAN PREY TO THE
LUCIFER'S GAME.
THE HEAT OF HELL
WAS DESPERATE
OF EVAPORATION,
AND WE OF OUR DESTINATION.
NOW,
THE MOMENTS OF SOLITUDE,
ON THE WHITE VIRGINITY
OF ICE, AS YOU SHUT YOUR EYES
WE OOZED FORTH,
DANCED TO OUR RESTING PLACE...
VASTNESS, SOLACE......
IT'S THE
HEAT OF HEAVEN
FOR WHICH WE WAIT
TO GO AWAY FROM YOUR TEALESS EYES
FROM your WORLD,
far away TO THE HEIGHTS
OF SUBLIMITY.
feroz rather
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