YEARNING FOR NOVEMBER MOON

        18/09/2011

Black black is the slow night

Steep, steep is my plight

Tight, tight is the difficult sorrow

Wet, wet with tears is my pillow

Strong, strong is the drink

Deep, deep is our sincere link

Loud, loud is the longing keen

Drenched, drenched is my vest green

Harsh, harsh is the parted lover sighs or screams

Clear but drear are showers shedding from the eyes in streams

Yet you will not come to my dim, dim dreams    

 

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