Why this Romance woven in silent sighs,

This dark electric dream that tears in two

A love, once whole, now lost in shuttered eyes?

Science, mistress of mystery, undo

The sorrow tangled in my own delight!

For oft when the perfume of starlight hovers

Above my inner world, I drown in a night

That strains the hopes of my hopeful lovers–

Strange souls that approach like death in defeat,

Souls that carry crystal promise, fragile

As a vase that contains but one conceit:

To live as God in a manmade castle.

O God, am I to destroy this despair

That destroys as if only to repair?

Wednesday, July 27, 2011 11:30 PM