Friday, May 02, 2008

the fate of lovers

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ignore the roar of the mad and sad
and find your center on which to stand
I will applaud and laud your heart
that all may know I stood for you
and in each mote and mountain fell
I will abide as close as let
to sleep beside you and regret
nothing bartered for your soft hand
that rests in mine even in dark
when madness comes and pain abounds
so I might sit and guard your soul
that I will not leave you to the night


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

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