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I dwell on virgin moments lightly spent
beyond the lips of verdant fairy glens
A grand invincibility was mine
and life, ah life, the sweetest purest wine.

I danced on dainty rings of dryad saddles,
I fought and died in bloody, death-less battles
but always mother earth denied a tomb
as though a rootless seed in fruitless womb.
          
A wild and reckless heart so often pleased
while thrills were fresh and rousing novelties.
When youthful whimsies never found a yawn,
between the ocher fires of dusk and dawn
and life's bold color spectrum never grayed
the sunshine eyes of vibrant, youthful maid.

But then I dared to chance a fatal dance, 
escape, be swept away in the romance
of damning, mortal love so circumscribed
by life's short boundaries that death applies.
And in those borders such a fury raged 
it slipped my mind that he was Time engaged.

I yearn alone for Time before I learned
to want, to need, to hurt, to love, to burn
for more than what the earth and sun could grow;
for him and mortal life that comes and goes. 

No grave-spared hearts could have survived my sorrow,
the anguish greeting infinite tomorrows
for closing peace prevails when death endures
and ends the war with Life's one fated cure.

Eternal life, no less, my gift, my curse,
my soul forever knows a deserts thirst
its mouth wide open dragging sorbent tongue
with these forever cravings of the young.
I'd gulp a bloody Nile, consume Earth's breadth 
to quench the thirst, the hunger snubbed by death.

No blade of respite either kills or stills
discomfort in my cries, insanely shrill.
Ten thousand wounds can't bleed the noxious taint
of mortal love complete with Death's constraints.
Nor can the magic of the vernal Fae.
take from the Earth a mound of pall decay.

I loathe the way that I anticipate
the lonesome endlessness of constant fate
when once before I lived for nothing more
than just to see what sunrise had in store.

Ah Life! I would, could I find exodus
espouse my ever-living flesh to dust
or maybe find contempt for Man’s love spells
and damn the man I loved to hell!
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