September Moons |
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| Now rigid september moons in the northern sky diffuse long clouds' shivers, and in hearth more loneliness and more sorrow to the mind sharper smiles a desire of returns wide open window in the autumn which effuses it's languors like crying of invisible violins there streets and men mansions and churches wrap up in a timeless light what ever is left to me ? Behind your hairs I eye the sea violet in the sunset,it's not evening still and that within your glance is dead the passion, indeed the life itself and your smiling bitter reveals that I feel old and you lonely and far |
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