Portrait Of Calliope - Poem by Willis Martyn
Your'e an alchemy of stardust,
with science in your hair.
Your absence is a presence,
when I turn but your'e not there.
Your'e a ghost divine created.
You haunt in flickering light.
A mirage of timeless space,
that brings me sleepless nights.
My desires, they unfold in you,
as flowers in spring rain,
and without you.
I die each time.
Only to start again.
And so my muse,
tell me the truth,
but alas you cannot,
the closer I get to you.
The further we are
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