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Emerging as a banquet
to stars that dine the night, in vows of etiquette.
We wore these bows
as streams of delight that shined so effortless,
through midnight boughs
that burn like ether...
to lead you to renown's
the long awaited touch.
Those oil-lamps
we fill with sweet innocence,
as floods of vows
to be as whispers much.
A lithe, to the graceful
the ephemeral sunrise,
o' Lithium flower
you were an ambrosial fruit,
an oddly-shaped flower
autumnal, some rise
to caress the insubstantial anger
as a proposal of truth,
as words were means within them.
to stars that dine the night, in vows of etiquette.
We wore these bows
as streams of delight that shined so effortless,
through midnight boughs
that burn like ether...
to lead you to renown's
the long awaited touch.
Those oil-lamps
we fill with sweet innocence,
as floods of vows
to be as whispers much.
A lithe, to the graceful
the ephemeral sunrise,
o' Lithium flower
you were an ambrosial fruit,
an oddly-shaped flower
autumnal, some rise
to caress the insubstantial anger
as a proposal of truth,
as words were means within them.
The long awaited touch. To dine with stars and recherche the night with romance, to entwine elements as stars to hear there whisper. I used the metaphor of a banquet as to emphasis the stars, as guests, not merely people but infinite. To many god is infinite as is time but for me all good things have to end, as the dwindling edge of what is. To vow to be a certain way in the boundaries of intrigue. We are these streams the shine and burn... till the end. This poem shows how fragile and short beautiful things are, ephemeral as in short-lived, for an instance but remembered for eternity.
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