A Puny Velleity
if you would merely
generously
cull a bantam strip of your soul for me,
let it soar through
the somber melancholy
to me--
into my heart, my solitary
identity,
so it'll live;
for as long as you bide in the pensieve,
it'll live.
if you would merely
generously
cull a bantam strip of your soul for me,
let it soar through
the somber melancholy
to me--
into my heart, my solitary
identity,
so it'll live;
for as long as you bide in the pensieve,
it'll live.
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