He sung with tender fingers
the music from his heart
to one white sheet of illusion,
that woke up fay and goblin,
imp and gnome.
Bounteous elflike star drops
fell down his eyes and came to life
in deceptive chromaticity,
that walked for him..
A masquerade to mask his pain
His pen spoke with frail intensity
of Pegasus on golden wings,
to carry him, to ferry him
from agony to Neverland—
where nothing dwells too long
and all is everlasting youth,
without the pain of existence.
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Copyright © Darren White
December 2, 2017
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