When death comes
I’ll need not love –
Consumed,
No wreath or dove
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Dark, She is the mind of yours.
Icy chill of thought becomes
A steely shimmer.
Behold a glimmer in the black -
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Fire! Fire! Ferocious fire!
You restless wall of flame.
Fire! Fire! Roaring higher!
Your fury to never tame.
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A dream of hidden death,
Embedded in her flowers –
Dripping; drenched in nectar tears
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Lonely on the land I walk,
Lonely cross the sea I sail,
Lonely air of beach I stroll -
This lonely life doth take its toll.
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Death is in the flower's heart –
Why to cry for life of any petal?
Death in purple ink of weary pens
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The path of mossy ground nestled
In between maternal hedgerows,
That overgrew atop, dimming down
The brilliance of the day.
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O! love to me is but a season –
Seldom does it overstay,
And tho' I pain to seek a reason,
Like the dream, it fades away
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Death, you’re standing rather near!
Don’t you understand the fear
You trigger deep within my soul–?
The terror sprung by such a ghoul
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So now I've taken leave of life,
I thought you'd like to know, I still
Possess a mind in love, oh wife;
A soulful eye to catch a show of
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