sum is sun
and sighs are deep
as summer comes
we wake from sleep
a season late
it's to be sure
that what we elevate
is truly pure
the distant visceral
lives are just dissent
are we ethereal
or but mortal lent?
as cities fall
besieged nations fade
one hears the call
opposing forces' colonnade
i will forever bleed
the truth your spirit speaks
i will as ever need
the counsel that i keep
come away, my love
away
i invoke, my love
away
as lazarus come newly
unto the resplendent earth
i beseech your heart so truly
to grant our love rebirth
the sky imagines fields
of textures ever new
whilst cirrus lords e'er sing
of mythic me and you
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