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Viaticum for the Marquise
In my dreams, I hold her still,
Angel, Lover, Mother.
And in my dreams, I kiss her lips,
Mistress, Muse, Daughter.
She gave me life
I gave her death
My beautiful Marquise.
And on the Devil's Road we walked
Two orphans then together.
And does she hear my hymns tonight
of Kings and Queens and Ancient truths?
Of broken vows and sorrow?
Or does she climb some distant path
where rhyme and song can't find her?
Come back to me, my Gabrielle
My beautiful Marquise.
The castle's ruined on the hill
The village lost beneath the snow
But you are mine forever.
Post je objavljen 15.09.2006. u 13:58 sati.