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Click hereDarkness, dankness, closed minds
…fantasy lands and fabulous times…
All show the pealing of the cracked walls
….plaster falling mold crawling and
so many veirges stalling….
SomeOne can ask whyfor?
Some do, many do not bother
….I stand and watch, Tired I sit down….
she came by . I looked again
….when next she passed….
Eons did and do
…I sit and watch….
Souls were made to be entwined
….those of the same come back to the same…..
Should she not?
He never does, I don't
….Does that mean I care?
I should….I ought to…..
Rents the sky with His ardour
…..Peals the clouds off the glossy ciel…..
and then subsides into quiescence.
Sated? Nay…..Satiated? Possibly…..Fed? Certainly
….she feeds His psyche every day
every minute as she breathes
and as He Holds
….yet and yet again and still yet again….
Who is the surfeited One now?