(i went and saw "bright star" yesterday- staggeringly, heart-wrenchingly beautiful film. after words, i wrote this)
fragile poet
sallow-cheeked, peak & pallid
what exquisite agony expressed
in words; clinging to my memory
as the lone remaining autumn leaf to the oak.
momentary ecstasy-
as ruinous to my delicate heart
as your tortured glances,
thick with luminous transcendence.
insipid, icy winds,
petulant in their perturbation of the oak leaf
blow.
my heart, my memory remain
eternally yours.
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