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Created on: July 29, 2009
Furtive Movement of Four Corners
Tiny wings~ What wind
has torn your majesty from me?
Was it Zephyrus
singing of odyssey
who ravished a pale vision
before its moonspill ripening?
Or possibly Notus
with hot persistence~
Whose breaths singed your ballet
before Night could cool
ravenous burn of longing?
Was it Boreas who swept chambray
into tangled keep promising
sojourn of timeless intimacy
only to strangle
with ice in twilight cling?
There are no hours
within my ocean left
an emptiness unseamed.
There's two songs sang
between the banded corners
where Solano reigns
in risen glow~
One for skies still untamed
and the other
for flight and tide sand denied.
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Author's Note~
*Zephyrus~West Wind
Notus~South Wind
Boreas~North Wind
Solano~East Wind
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