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Verdandi

4/24/2013

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'Thence come maidens
much knowing..'

She came into my head, unannounced.

Be me not afraid no more.
She stands beside the door, and offers me her hand.
I'm ready to walk through it now.
I'm ready to understand.
Picture
There is nothing to understand in beauty, my love
Butterflies wilt in sorrow.
A jigsaw never fits, without the application of mind.
We are never far from wilting.
We become our wishes.
Whatever resides in horror, becomes our backbone - 
our solid underground.
Be your fears, be your peace.
Understated, unregained.
Nothing lasts forever
but underneath these salty waves, I shall wait.
I loved you from the start
you silly contemplate.
I loved you from the start.


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