Unfrequented and dormant heart
May this shallow day depart?
Will this day rest with the shadows?
Will your body lie upon the gallows?
For I fret and fear; perplexed by thought.
For I wander facelessly distraught;
Through the seeking rivers facets.
Through a moments admirable accents.
Unwavering I lie enthralled
Unmoving I watch the aluminous way
Of this unwilling unmoving day
Shall you ever see my eye?
Shall you catch it, my little eye;
Resting amongst the glittering sky?
Oh for this day I do see
My head on your chest in restless glee
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