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Eventually, I'll stop adjusting light
Which burns inside my heart,
Though my love remains too bright,
From it you'll never part.
Now my tears are drastic oceans,
And your voice the wind that pushes them,
And the heart have rest from all emotion,
And love itself you can't condemn.
Though age was meant for living,
And it wears out so soon,
My light no longer is as giving
To shine like the adjacent moon.
My love, its wonder, and its wealth extends to you,
But recently it cheered its last adieu.

------
The Lord~


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by Lord Alexandre

Anybody and everybody
Would anyone please read this poem and tell me what you think? Thanks,

~The Lord

( Posted by: Lord Alexandre [Member] On: June 20, 2003 )

Delgesu
I apologise for not responding to your answer in the Forums earlier, but, with the site changing and my being occupied, there was a lack of knowledge on my part of how to access my previous submissions, therefore not enabling me to respond. You asked me where my poet is now in the story, prison or the forbidden city. Starting off the story, I had intended for this fellow to remain incaptivity, flashbacking to the tumult as a poet. My apologies for this confusion; if you still believe it to be ambiguous to the reader, have our mad poet wake up from a lustfull dream of heavy drinking.

Once again, I apologise for not responding earlier.

~The Lord

( Posted by: Lord Alexandre [Member] On: October 17, 2003 )

Delgesu
I apologise for not responding to your answer in the Forums earlier, but, with the site changing and my being occupied, there was a lack of knowledge on my part of how to access my previous submissions, therefore not enabling me to respond. You asked me where my poet is now in the story, prison or the forbidden city. Starting off the story, I had intended for this fellow to remain incaptivity, flashbacking to the tumult as a poet. My apologies for this confusion; if you still believe it to be ambiguous to the reader, have our mad poet wake up from a lustfull dream of heavy drinking.

Once again, I apologise for not responding earlier.

~The Lord

( Posted by: Lord Alexandre [Member] On: October 17, 2003 )





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