Oh fairy melusine, wrap me beyond love
for 'morrow if i forget and feel empty in nude,
you feel me gutly - in blood you warm,
the hope that you are bound... and I with you, someone who is.
And death not kill it. Not kill it. Not kill. It.
(bows down to A.S. Byatt for giving the world Possession and the lovely poems by the never-so-fictional Christabel LaMotte and Randolf Henry Ash)
for 'morrow if i forget and feel empty in nude,
you feel me gutly - in blood you warm,
the hope that you are bound... and I with you, someone who is.
And death not kill it. Not kill it. Not kill. It.
(bows down to A.S. Byatt for giving the world Possession and the lovely poems by the never-so-fictional Christabel LaMotte and Randolf Henry Ash)
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