Beauty
To Beauty added - dilution
Mixture more powerful
Than spells
Fostered in red dusk
Conceived in sunset
As days wane slow
And covert
In Hastings Gardens
In dream-clad Hastings Gardens
The leaves, the boughs,
The trees in their torpor
Anaesthetized by the beauty
Of the histories of the rich
Past
Arcane and dazzled
Stunned
In the earth's fading beauties
Look
Below the bastion just
Right in to the
Twilight waters
And enmesh their spelled already
Eyes
With Beauty after Beauty.
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