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Posted by Faeo 'Lyre' Clive on 10/15/2011 12:42:15 PM |

Written by: Faeo 'Lyre' Clive



I knew thee not
nor by name do I.
Like an influence,
unbidden;
coming from any door, ajar.
Thus
Like a bird
scuds upon me
hovering upon my nib
thence
upon me alight.
Like a sway
in your kingdom verboten
sightless with thy palace I art
so into my ink thou stirred
when my glory' fount
from thy influence, I sought.
Thus
laid thy kingship
heavy in full fill
tedious in heaviness indeed.

'I possessed and knew all'
you assurred my servitude.
Thus
my thoughts you freighted
touched my hands
my inks motivated
appeases my eyes
and my ears painted to shut.

Your spattering tongues,
leviathan than ever seen
'philosophical and professorial I art'
you rang.
Told me you are the sought-after
to no territory
thy empire stands second.
Lost can I not, that word
when saying 'desideratum' nodded
your parry shunned
'they are visible and average,
desiderata are rare
in the Earth-men' heart alone
hardly reached'
you told me that
winning earths shall I
prices of royalty and nobility
without prices.

How fortunately reincarnated
I felt
fantasying I thought all
yet were that innocent
nodded in a pinch
lidded at your facts long-winded
telling not your flaws
only how rooted you are
revealing your skills laden
desperate teaching me
to a grip of my hand
doing it on him
'til he's perfected.

One day, One slumber
this that came along thy sway.
Unusual eyes I felt
open new ears
thus
my thoughts and my brow
my spells regained a composure anew
and
the skies opened.
I felt thy foot-prints
indelibly seeming.
By me therein
in snoring laid
I pushed your wake
but in the farthest touch
in the tormenting stupor
voiced
'if for prints'
thence I foretold
you obstructed my heart flow.
I smelt thy savour
how my focus you flavoured
wanting acquaintances
where art not thy pair
and few others loathed
but by bliss blinded, I were
accepted your visit
thinking you a perfecter
thought you the heavy flow
thus
homely I disclosed
but you have influenced me
your fruition in me, athwarts
the outdoors
defiled my pages and despoiled my scripts
my views e'en.
I knew in  no later time
took upon leave-taking
gradually with you, your belongings.
For not in me
clothes you soaked
awaiting drainage.
Any left now
later should return
albeit alfresco
meeting them
'go out and meet your pairs'
rob them thorough
you heartless good-doer
and let my shards breathe afresh
till I regain and
acquaint those thou caused me loathe
then, force newer bridges
over the walls.

In newness
shall I slumber
wake anon
upon more succulent breath.