Immaculate Delicacy

The unproductive result of holiday boredom, overbearing heat, listening to Mc The Max on repeat, a cheesy bollywood film and lack of sleep. Read at your own peril...

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I pray thee come softly,
Lest I dream not of thee,
Such is and always will be,
Mine delicate immaculate;
Memory

To lie thine head upon,
Promises of silk and soft linen,
But let not promise belie thee,
Lest promise fade too soon;
As words do

For promise lies with Fortuna,
As does life and love,
Often hath she stayed her hand,
As I beseeched with all mine hope;
Yet gave and took when I desired not

Lo and behold: lives between life,
World between world,
Beneath, above, between and beyond,
Seven worlds I lived without thee,
Seven lives resigned without thee;
Yet what of the eighth?

Would I charm thee with silver-tongued wit?
Impress thy countenance with the brilliance of a thousand suns?
For I hear from the faint winds,
Blowing through cerulean seas and saffron plains,
Claiming to hail from Fortuna\'s lips to mine ears;
In the eighth thou shalt be mine.

Yet I grow weary of Fortuna,
For they say she favours the brave,
The young with the spring in their step,
The restless with their wanderlust,
The hopeful filled with ideals;
Yet I find myself older, tired and resigned

As the wind passed through the valley,
I could hear the heather mock me,
Tolling their bells in silent,
Perhaps Fortuna sought to bait me once again,
Or perhaps the winds had conspired to beguile the hapless dreamer;
The bells tolled for mine seventh life

Still it matters not,
I shall age hoping to gain wisdom,
As all men hope,
I shall muster mine dignity as the years pass,
As all men do,
And perhaps I shall see the face of eternity alone;
As most men fear.

Such forlorn hope I carry,
Such fading hope I struggle to grasp,
Such vain hope I dream,
And I ceased to care much for this world,
Dreaming only of the next life;
Or nothing.

Until then I muse on lost letters,
Silent verse, past glories and moments never lived,
Evident only to mineself,
To gaze upon a visage at its most beautiful,
Delicate, immaculate;
Dream

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