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with a lantern search

the gloom of this world – darker

for a deathless me

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behind a black veil

a life-full of dark secrets

will you choose: I do

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an arranged marriage

will we make an old couple

wedded to this world

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dew to quench the fire

shall I ever be alone

do not fear to leave

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in this shadow world –

this nether-nether land –

is there still magic?

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The Darker

Photograph of the Moon through Pine trees at night

the moon through pine trees

In the sun you do not see me,
standing where your shadow falls
In the night you cannot hear me
although in silence blackness calls.
In the darkness, see the starlight
not visible in day
and in the realm of opal moonlight
rest you – by the window stay.
A fool is what people would call me
a master of deceit and lie
as real as your blackest nightmares
only gentler come whistling by.
In the breeze my weak flame sputters
casting dark, on dark, the night:
but in the gloom can stand Рaphotic
so that you can see the light.

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vacant fox-gloves

silent echo empty bells

absent bees

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