- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Hand of Fate
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I came upon a lofty place,
(Where dreams of love and passions please)
Slumbering down a river dark,
Soul afloat a gentle breeze.
Sleep awoke to a virile hand
(With strength enough to stun)
Surfaced somehow from a current lost
Deep within the Sun.
Swim we did a top a wave
To bank along the evening shore
Where bodies wet became a love
That rapture should ignore.
Shine we did within each other
To eclipse that waning Sun
Setting on that evening place
A thousand years had won.
Bodies came – souls content–
To shudder amongst the summer leaves;
Sleep came fast within each other
Souls afloat that gentle breeze.
All at once, the sun ablaze
Awoke those mourning hearts;
Ancient dreams of raptures told
Those souls just where to part.
The hand let go that gentle morning
To grasp along my THROAT!
Then dug a grave a mile deep
Beneath a devil's mote.
Should love be strangled in cries of joy
When evenings come of age?
Or, souls be banished – tears alive–
To rivers upon this page?
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