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Yamamura Sadako was mankind's end. ([info]wheniamqueen) wrote in [info]undertherainbow,
@ 2009-04-06 04:55:00

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Entry tags:alexia winters, sadako yamamura

ONE night we were together, you and I,
And had unsown Assyria for a lair,
Before the walls of Babylon rose in air.
How languid hills were heaped along the sky,
And white bones marked the wells of alkali,
When suddenly down the lion-path a sound . . .
The wild man-odor . . . then a crouch, a bound,
And the frail Thing fell quivering with a cry!

Your yellow eyes burned beautiful with light:
The dead man lying there quieted and white:
I roared my triumph over the desert wide,
Then stretched out, glad for the sands and satisfied;
And through the long, star-stilled Assyrian night,
I felt your body breathing by my side.



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Sada
[info]fallofman
2009-04-06 05:04 am UTC (link)
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
Woods or steepy mountain yields.

And we will sit upon the rocks,
Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.

And I will make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;

A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold;

A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me and be my love.

The shepherds' swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my love.

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Alexia
[info]wheniamqueen
2009-04-06 05:08 am UTC (link)
This sad broken girl
Becoming whole so slowly
You fill in the cracks

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Sada
[info]fallofman
2009-04-06 05:12 am UTC (link)
Darling, you know that there are billions of women and men and none are so beautiful or compelling as the one I love. You've nothing to be sad about, my dear. It is you that I see when my mind's eye wanders. And take solace in that fact alone.

Now quit sulking and killing the lovers while they fuck and come to me.

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Alexia
[info]wheniamqueen
2009-04-06 05:14 am UTC (link)
It's my silly human frailty. You may think me better than all of them, but at times I'm just as weak and short-sighted.

I'm glad you'll still have me. I'll be there shortly.

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