SNAPSONG 279
Random Snaps The crooning bard Says to the ardent hearer: Let my words touch your heart In its tenderest temple Let my eyes dance To the rhythm of your rhyme
Random Snaps
The crooning bard
Says to the ardent hearer:
Let my words touch your heart
In its tenderest temple
Let my eyes dance
To the rhythm of your rhyme
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To the short sharp cadence
Of the tone which adores your voice
You are the Consonant
I am the Vowel
I melt into your bones
As you steel my sinews
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I am the drum
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You are the stick
I am the dance
You are the song
Our whispers groom
The silence of stolen hours
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The quieter your corner
The louder my lore
Let us kill death now
With the dream of the drum
As we dance our way
To the Orchard of Grace
