Where they sat across forever went…by G. Mramor


L’ange triste

Where they sat across forever went : desolate in dark water in a hold so long dreamt of, and then the shore they return to, silent tongues pale hands bodies through which there runs only nevermore, of the dream exhausted out their hearts, they do part : me in my drapes sad sitting atop an uprooted tree lost forsaking the wind who murmurs some knowledge and a night of such pain just to see a sliver of you again before my eyes do forevermore close :: and me in my rays dark rising from the limp kiss of the shoal up the beach lost in the words of a whisper I beggar to know and a night of such pain just to see a piece of you again before my eyes do forevermore close : a terrible lie bore the world they once watched wingless angels slaved to an absolute space fore a darkness once imbibed, drunkened dead from the blood of a dream

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