Monday, September 28, 2009

Shooting Stars

Honestly and in the last analysis
I must say that like with
All the other loves in my life,

You’ll turn out to be a brief interlude,
An apparition crowned by light
With soft expressive eyes.

We are led to believe in deceptive
Edens destined never to be fulfilled.
However - if I could - I would pluck from

The blue heavens the brightest star
To place it at your queenly feet.
All this I would do for you,

Although I know quite well that you
Are just one of the elusive
Daughters of transient Time!

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