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Lovers Leap
LOVERS LEAPb> How long the days of lovers cleft The brittle feel of nights bereft Where restless wind through cedar claws The rasping void of canyon jaws. The close up call of raptor hoot Distant tolls to our melancholic mood Cobalt darkness gulfs o’er world's unseen And conjures voids where we'd lonely been. Can this be fair we soft beseech Our love away and out of reach And more like us there surely is A crowded rim ‘round bleak abyss. We try for slumber the soothing balm A haven sought, a merciful calm A place of refuge where torments laid To rest, if only, if only our thoughts allayed. But sleep won't come our cherished goal Instead accelerates this mindless roll Whirligigged mind but of pleasure void We ride again this tormenting toy. Is this the way of minds unhinged Sleep deprived and nerves well singed Of thoughts ensnared beyond release More woven now than bovine fleece. Dawn creeps in, an early siren wails Our hollow eyes are pits or gaols But sounds there are, a creeping swell To rescue minds near lost pell-mell.
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