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In the Lee of Annabel

There still he remains
He remains there still
Held and fixed in pose

As he wakes
As he breathes
As he gravely guards over me

Under the moon
Under moon’s beam
Under in dream
Under dreams of me

Time was all we had
Time to learn and time to flourish
Time – master – unkindly and cruel
Time left our lives severed
Time left only wanting

Wanting much more
Wanting no less
Wanting of she
Wanting from him

Time inspires and time conspires
Whispers sent in shades of Verona

“Repel the love of the lesser usurper”

Bound by blood and bound to defend
Full-throated in the kinship of cursing

Cursing in unison
Cursing in ignorance
Cursing a mother’s son
Cursing all that is more

Deny the heart lowborn
Deny the heart that so dares
Deny – intention – noble and true
Deny the loss but not the love
Deny the stone between

In the Lee
In Lee of me
In the wind that chills
In wind that kills

By the tomb
By the sea
By all that remains of me

There still he remains
He remains there – still
Held and fixed in pose

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