Auriferous Oroborus tail
Ends the same wayward June hightails A lone July lay
A’wake for his return-ingle-light-swan call to midnight’s dew-grass-moon, O…

Fallow… Why couldn’t they just sew this time?
…I know he'll go, and the story will have her stay behind
Yet:
"bound they vow that every year on nights like these
From May to Fall they’ll meet and chaw the love that neither could leave."

Yearly, I too take that pilgrimage
Through your every page…
We like cypress knees who singly breach, yеt beneath weavе to one…
Mirror their tale: one lingers, one has sunk beyond…

O, Shadow, I can still see you on the lawn
Or low in the lake -your reflection begs me follow down
And time will winnow what we could not hold
…Will I ever feel a present tense?
I sway on like hanging moss

… on the hint of a Thrice Great Tool can this circle square…

Though the mag I ck
Of my FOUND ry's song is strong
All my A lembics putrefy the *win*e
AWAY
Am I
Pygma*lion*
Or
Am I his
TOtem?
"...Round her he'd orbit
She spun a'polis -charmed chrysopoeic
By renown's sound statue vow

… I, “Third Prime” …protract
The greYOUt
I Dreamt You Lived a’Last One-half Past-one Utterly Sung
Solve et coagula?
…eram quod es, eris quod sum…

He'd come-pass her square and clock a ruckus in her town
But her roots would cleave; her Samara necklace safe and sound

“Time will winnow what we do not hold!”
…Each 21st came… and went
In a life made between their nature, and their Love…

Her years encyst …they found her gypsy boy obscene

And Akhlys would split the whole world like a labrys

And time will winnow and we cannot hold…

Their Love through cracks on city streets…

… the dande*lion*s go to seed…
O… I would to stay right where they meet...
…and, Shadow …I can still in hear you in my sleep
Lost in between the cruel collapse of dreams
Did Atropos even know you had a name?
Or when she'd cut the line …that it would leave half my tale untold…