You're an incantation
That changed the structure
Of the universe around me,
When you were sung into existence,
In my world,
So the stars shone brighter
And the void between them
Grew so much smaller...
And when you went,
Even if only for a while,
Creation became
A colder place,
A dull and empty ache...
And when you return
And your song plays
For a soul
As lucky as my own,
There is only light
And soft breezes,
That blow from lung to lung,
Unsure which is which,
Or who is who,
And unconcerned
By trivial distinctions
Like those...
Zephyrs blow
And pick us up
Carrying us
To places we've gone before
But haven't been,
For so long.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Enchantment
Posted by Oneiric at 10:40 AM
Labels: A Pretty Pixie
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