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Bequest from far, my lone star blinks
The ghosts wear masks that smile and flirt
lives are domains of the same links
entwine their resolute, lost worth.
My truth adverts; enthroned wedding
incitement vows - Atropos' threading.
The fates impend while reasons quell
mind's garden waits for rain and dew;
Lost souls would trade their barren well
- embrace the vast of ocean blue.
Unsown the border, misconceives,
attracts me where the fate deceives.
Expanding norms, my thoughts that err
conceived you are mine - appointee
I missed our twined, engulfing flare
your soul received my cadence fee.
It was your stare and levels three
one thorn to love - twinge of sundial
imprisoned solitude and free,
where ether shaped your denial.
© G. V. 09-09-2011