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I give llamas, for llamas.
84i once thought84 by Aelinuial
no one would ever understand anything
the way that i understood you
you were fierce and you were heartless
an incandescence that haunts me still
for you have become,
my shadow and my halo
but love, i was mistaken
i was proud and you proved
my arrogance to be folly
as you looked
into my eyes and read
myself to me back out of them
i thought myself clever
for knowing you: but
you know that
oh, love, how perfectly
you understand me
the lost daysWe, who fell so farthe lost days by Aelinuial
into the world's embrace,
and bore with smiles our greatest joy
of trembling laughter, season's end
and earthly wakenings...
of light and sound undone.
We, the voiceless, sing.
And in our nervous voices,
brought to life by our awareness
of the days that never fade
of the years we'll always know,
though they're nothing more than bones,
alive in memories, here with us,
and in our song, the stars awoke.
You were in the choir of days,
as like to summer as the blue
of earth's clear veil and laughter's eyes
and a world, of times gone by
that live no longer, that poor world,
that fair green earth,
in which we lived and died.