I holdeth my breath...
As sky passing by the sorrow of lake...
Cries in the middle of shadow soulful...
For thee let come in as a wind...
My blood overflowing into this spirit's stream....
Raven flies away in midnight loveth....
Joineth of thy wishes of darkness sapphire...
Lying on the fallen leaves...
Thy whispers behind the hollow trees...
Dim shall not let be seen of my eyes...
Through of thou depth sacred soul...
Path when thyself walks on blinded sight...
Yet be untold of forbidden woods...
Pray I thee for whom I dwell...
poet; amytis
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